Love . . .

Today's hearts . . .

Before I do this again . . . I have to get a glue pen.  I just used a bottle of glue and my writing wasn't very even . . . the letters look much more glittering than they do in this picture.  Just a simple little thing . . . paper, glue, and glitter . . .

  . . . but I like how it looks with everything else.

 

"Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."   ~Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli's Mandolin