Saturday, 18 June 2011

With my soul in my hand...

I woke early with the sunshine and tiptoed into my favourite pair of (rather tatty) shoes.

I headed towards the sea with my soul in my hand, flashing at interesting sights. 
Tears from the blue slowly started to fall down.

I kept on going not knowing what I was going to find.

The sea breeze gave off a chill, but as I placed my hands in my pockets I found a sweet, little, soft heart. I thought I had lost this treasure but it seems that fate had placed it in my palm at the right time.

I nearly lost my heart to the sea!

After a little morning of snaps and silliness I got home safe and sound.

Love Tania xXx

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