In the Eye of the Beholder

Someone drew a heart on our front step.  It remains a mystery to Bill and I as to who drew it.  I was going to take a picture of it, but the thought eventually escaped me.  Interestingly enough when Katlin stopped by the house a few days ago she asked Bill and I, “Have you seen the heart outside?”  We both nodded and said, “Yes.”  Bill explained to her that we didn’t know where it came from though.  Katlin laughed and said, “Well, it’s a flower now!”  Bill and I both looked at Katlin with puzzled looks crossing our faces.  She said, “I took a picture of it!”  Of course I had to see the picture!  I have included it here for you to see as well.  It is pretty cool!  The blades of grass caught up with the heart, and at first glance it looks like a flower!  I love how Katlin noticed the new sidewalk art that mysteriously appeared!  And I love that she took a picture of it!  Thank you sweetie for sharing and bringing a much needed to smile to our faces.  I love you!

“If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.”  Wayne Dyer

Growing stronger…


5 thoughts on “In the Eye of the Beholder

  1. Shirley Mullen says:

    A mystery heart that grew into a flower! How wonderful is that!! Thank you Stacy for sharing this with everyone. I think I’ll go to sleep tonight dreaming of mystery hearts that turn into flowers. : ) Love, Mom

  2. Shirley Mullen says:

    I forgot!! This reminds me of another heart that was drawn many years ago. Hmmm….could the mystery artist from years ago have quietly crept to your steps and left you a heart? Hmmm…. lol! I just had to do this! You know I did! lol!! Love you Stacy! Mom

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