Seriously. I see hearts almost everywhere. And not in a completely Byron or Barrett Browning-esque way, either. Some are downright weird and/or gross. Enjoy!
Potato love is a very real thing, I’ve heard. (Thanks to J for sending this to me from across the pond!)
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| Someone tracked in mud in the shape of a heart. Thank you, no. |
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| Cape Cod, seriously. |
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| Oh, Maine. I had no idea that we were dating. |
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| Popcorn heart! |
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| Kind of an ’80s notebook heart on my coffee vat. |
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| Condensation heart. Aw, leftover love. |
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| Rad, hypercolor pavement heart. |
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| Oh, Roma. You know I feel the same. |
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| I love you too, Cape Cod. |
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| Oh, Myrtle Beach. Mutual. |
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| Cat food vomit? COME ON. |
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| I don’t care for potatoes. But they clearly love me. |
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| The world’s smallest sidewalk pebble heart. |
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| Valentine’s Day lunch. |
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| Someone really loves Cape Cod. |
