Hello, this simple picture of a handful of sand is one of my favourites. The simple heart was an unexpected outcome that I quickly captured on my cheap camera. My family have a custom now when we go on holidays, we do not buy expensive or tacky gifts; we just bring a pebble or stone back from our chosen destination, nothing large just a small pebble of particular beauty in the eye of the beholder. A large dish of them sit on my windowsill, a happy bowl of personal memories from loved ones.

The hands in this picture are those of someone I love more than life itself, such a symbolic picture for me; I hope you don’t mind me sharing…


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14 thoughts on “Love”

  1. Hi, Christie! So nice to meetcha! A lovely picture can hold so many memories. That looks like a child’s hands and feet. Even without the pebble, the picture is worth so much. I can take out my pictures and flip through them, and it brings a great many memories, laughter and tears, While I can still remember them, they are so very precious. Best regards to you and yours.
    Ruby aka Grammy

  2. This is a beautiful post! What a sweet idea for souvenirs. 🙂 I like to bring a few shells home form the seashore, and small rocks from other travels. I wonder what future archeologists will think when they discover these seemingly out of place mementos? 😉

  3. That’s a cool idea giving rocks/pebbles as gifts from special places. As a hobbyist photographer, expensive camera’s don’t make the shot… maybe clearer. I have taken some pretty breathtaking shots with a 100 dollar point and shoot camera. I love your picture, with an unexpected surprise.

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