I woke up this morning to this rather beautiful pattern of hearts misted on my studio window. Before I’d even found my slippers I was hunting out the camera and snapping away. I think it’s really pretty!
(let’s just hope the neighbours don’t think I’m becoming a sneaky peeping tom!!)
This led me to think about hearts as I headed out on my chilly and very frosty morning walk. As I wandered the fields and woods I looked out for hearts and it’s amazing how many I found. Have a go – it’s really fun.
OK so I kinda made up the blue one (I’m sure you’d worked that out already) and the stone sits by my back door……….. but the rest, I kid you not, were all out there waiting to be found.
Morning walk stats:
The best way to start the morning in my opinion is a fresh, heart pumping walk. The fact it was frosty was a bonus as it meant I ALMOST came home with out mud ladened boots (almost though never totally – that’s countryside living for you). I saw a fox, he literally jumped out the bushes in front of me, eyeballed me and then turned into a rusty red blur and legged it. Don’t know who was more surprised but it was great to see him run.
A red nose and rather bizarrely really chilly thumbs, but that might have something to do with picking handfuls of frozen grass for the guinea-pigs - aren’t I dutiful. Now I can’t stop seeing hearts everywhere, is there a term for such symptoms?!! I guess there are worse things to be inflicted with.
Hope you’re having a lovely day too x