An Eye for Love

The other day I was making us burritos and saw there was a hole in one of the tortillas that looked like a heart. I showed John and he liked it but thought I made the heart hole. It's definitely something I'd do (I'm corny like that). But I really didn't do it.




I also didn't shape this rock into a heart. It came like that. I found it when we were on a hike two years ago in Sedona. I saw it, kept it and now proudly display it.



As for the clay formation of a heart on our bookcase? John made it. Really...