I was testing a new bubble recipe this week for a future project when this lovely bubble perched itself between a few blades of grass.  I ran inside the house to grab my camera and returned to find it waiting for me; shining more brightly with the setting sun.  I couldn’t believe its longevity – which enabled me to shoot about a dozen photos after retrieving my camera.  A splendid creation but of course it burst.  Perhaps a poignant reminder about fragility of life.  I hope you stick with me and find something in this message that resonates for you.


I moved to the porch where I was typing on my laptop in zen silence.  A chirping bird caught my attention causing me to lift my gaze.  Hovering at eye level, was the most adorable hummingbird I have ever made eye contact with.  Not that I have had the pleasure of this type of encounter before. I told you about my owl eye contact: click here for that story!

My initial reaction was the bird was alerting me to the fact that the hummingbird feeder was down to a quarter of a tank.  I ruled out begging hummingbird and considered instead that it was sacred sign to write today’s message, a jumble of thoughts that have been hovering since April.  The bird triggered a flashback to my sister-in-law, Heather snapping hummingbird photos while in Boulder Junction, Wisconsin, circa 2002!  I was in awe at how she captured their elusive wings.  After the hummingbirds, she proceeded to capture one my favorite photos of all time (below).  The photo rests on a candle with haphazard furniture tacks.


The back story:  my youngest daughter, keen on vanilla ice cream boldly tried what everyone else ordered that day: chocolate.  When her tongue touched the ice cream, a meltdown of remorse ensued.  She tossed the ice cream and I swooped in to try to mitigate the tantrum while my sister-in-law documented the scene.  In the midst of the moment I didn’t know that she captured the chaos.  An authentic moment of sticky fingers and life delivering disappointment!

Heather taught me to photograph hearts in nature (her last name was Hart).  This practice kept me breathing after suddenly losing her at the tender age of 36.  You might recall other posts about her, recently this one, where I describe found hearts as the universe providing a symbolic reminder that love is all there is.

Today would have been a milestone birthday.  In her honor, I gave my collection of heart rocks a home after staining this wooden crate.  I used tacky glue to attach the rocks.  Try this simple method to display one of your collections!


With every new school year (she taught first grade), I think about the children that are missing out on her wisdom, kindness and heart.  But the silver lining finally started to emerge for me in April.  What is this little epiphany I speak of?  Her legacy continues with all those touched by this heart-hunting practice.  Nearly every week a photo lands in my phone from a friend or family member sharing their found hearts.  And, when kids send me photos, I melt.  Every single time.  Take a peak.


(photo credit: A.S., age 6)

kristie heart Collage

Photo credits: A.S. age 14, M.S., age 12 and E.S. age 8.  Sister heart-hunters!

Photo credit: N.H., age 13. He found a yellow M&M!!!

Photo credit: N.H., age 13.                         He found a heart M&M!!!

I will leave you with these lyrics, courtesy of John Mayer.  I especially love the blue lyrics.

The Heart Of Life*

I hate to see you cry
Lying there in that position
There’s things you need to hear
So turn off your tears
And listen

Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
No it won’t all go the way it should
But I know the heart of life is good

You know, it’s nothing new
Bad news never had good timing
Then, circle of your friends
Will defend the silver lining.

Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
Fear is a friend who’s misunderstood
But I know the heart of life is good
I know it’s good

Writer(s): John Mayer
Copyright: Sony/ATV Tunes LLC, Specific Harm Music, Goodium Music

If you aren’t familiar with the song listen here.