After a few days of fairly stressful vacation, the day I spent in Philadelphia was quite peaceful. Just on the way back to my car, I noticed a small quilted heart hanging on a tree by the sidewalk and, of course, just had to investigate. I read that it needed a home and pulled it off the branch. After doing a bit of research and confirming that this was really a heart meant for me, I decided to take it. I cannot describe how much it brightened my day. I held it in my hand for quite some time with a stupid grin on my face and decided to make a few hearts of my own as soon as I was home. What an amazing project!
