Beach Comber Heart - Guest Heart Thursday

Last January it was uncommonly warm at the beach.  Walking along the white pebbled sands, where piles of driftwood from recent storms lay in abstract patterns, I found this driftwood heart tucked within a fold of sand and wind.

What a lovely day at the beach!  

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Broken Limb Heart - Guest Heart Thursday

You just never know where a heart will show up.  This one was a surprise to me.  There is a poignant lesson here--life often deals us brokenness as we walk our path.  It amazes me how many times something just awful turns into scars of beauty. 

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Broken Hearted - Guest Heart Thursday

In January, the Oregon beach can be incredibly beautiful, with mild temperatures we associate with springtime!  We were out on the spit watching the waves, when I spotted this wonderful broken heart.  Sometimes broken hearts can be beautiful.

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Driftwood Heart - Guest Heart Thursday

I found this lovely driftwood heart in a large twisty log.  The beach was sunny and warm--there was magic in the air.

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Riding the Back of a Dragon

I once found an oaken bridge over a bubbling brook, which led me to a magical place. There was a meadow starred with white flowers in a carpet of soft green moss. There was music weaving a tune through the trees.

Then I stepped down hewn stone stairs to a small lagoon, where I stood upon a beach of blue stones. 

The guardian of this wonderful place was a fierce dragon.  I approached him softly, laid my hand on his fearsome cheek and sang a song of Springtime.

Then he gave me a ride on his warm brown back--and we swooped with the eagles, along the shores of blue stone, as the skies reflected the mountains in the still cold waters.

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Swan In Wood

We were walking along the beach, when I saw this graceful swan molded and etched in ocean driftwood.