Grey days here on the Oregon coast lead to grey hearts. I found the first heart in Astoria, scraped into the weathered cement of a bridge underpass (or is it an overpass?). I like the concept of grit and grunge and grime combined with a little bit of love.
In the second photo I combined a photo I took of a mini-heart collage and then added a bird I photographed on a grassy knoll along the Columbia River.
Grey days, grey hearts, yet little sparks of love. ©Carol Leigh
