Crushed cracker on
pavement, Goodwill parking lot
I’ve gotten used to people thinking I’m a bit wacky with my
heart photography. More than once a well-meaning passer by on foot or in their
car has stopped to ask if I am okay as I squat over some minutia on the ground.
They usually look at me askance when I say, “Oh, I’m fine, thanks. I just like
taking pictures of hearts!” My answer doesn’t seem to satisfy their curiosity,
or maybe it does, but also confirms their suspicions that I’m probably not okay - or at
least not normal! What will you do today that is crazy for Love?
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