this is a photograph i took last spring while visiting a family friend at her lake home in michigan. it is a close up of part of an old metal chair they found in the middle of the lake, brought to the surface, and took home. it now sits in front of her home along side the water, showcasing all it's weathered, elementally exposed glory.
the real beauty? the hole that was created by all of the chairs experiences developed into a heart.
anyone who knows me, knows i love a metaphor.
this heart represents all the different the means to an end...
sometimes our hearts grow from loving, joyful experiences. other times, it grows from painful, hurtful experiences.
nonetheless, it grows.
thank you love for giving my heart exactly what it needs - for love changes everything.
peace & bliss,