Every shell keeps a whisper,
every wave leaves a sparkle,
and every butterfly reminds the sky to stay curious.
The shoreline collects wonder better than pockets ever could.

World of Love Hearts
Every shell keeps a whisper,
every wave leaves a sparkle,
and every butterfly reminds the sky to stay curious.
The shoreline collects wonder better than pockets ever could.

World of Love Hearts
Near the front door, the last bits of Hurricane Hilary left behind a heart. It was a sweet and positive message to start the day and I hurried to snap a pic before it completely dried up.
