Get Go gas station in Washington, PA.
Driving to work early Sunday. Tired. Not feeling good. Definitely not wanting to go to work. On top of that I had to get gas, and all 4 tires needed air. Didn’t feel like that either. But I did it anyway. I’m leaning over my tire, and something catches my eye. A beautiful little quilted heart. I might not have taken it had my good friend Myrta not posted last week about also finding one. I was grinning from ear to ear, which got a weird look from the gas attendant. Whoever left it there, thank you. What a beautiful project this is!! 💕❤️🧡💛💚
