I found this heart on the sixth mile of a seven-mile run on a trail made from reclaimed railroad tracks (so the tracks are gone, and now there’s a nice wide, flat trail through the woods for walkers, runners, cyclists, and horseback riders). I’d gone out 3.5 miles and was almost back to where I’d started. I don’t know how I could have possibly missed seeing the heart on my way out. I only saw one other person on the entire run, an older man on a bike who didn’t look like he was stopping for anything.
But I mean pink and sparkly, this heart was made for me! It had been carefully attached to a branch on a long-needled pine. It was on the other side of the trail from me, so I ran across the trail to see what it was (again, how I didn’t notice it when I was on that side at the beginning of my run… no idea). I figured it was something that was meant to stay in place but when I saw that it was a heart in need of a home I was THRILLED. I am EXACTLY the person who wants to give a sparkly pink heart a home! I took pictures of it right away, before I’d even looked up what it was, because I was excited and it really was in a pretty spot.
Oh, and it was the day after Valentine’s Day, so it felt a little like a belated Valentine, too. It was just a really lovely little moment of delight that I wasn’t expecting at all. (I was just looking forward to finishing my last mile!)
