It's Valentine's Day and that means treasured items, plus new ones are strategically placed as decorations throughout my house. The weather adds to the ambiance of this lovely day with bright sunshine and warmth. Love is everywhere from fresh flowers to cards and mementos. I think about a saying from Voltaire, "Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination." As I sit in my great room, I look around and see the beauty of nature outside my tall windows. My imagination is in overdrive thinking of all the beautiful ways to acknowledge that love is alive.
Throughout today, I pondered the writing prompt provided by Heidi Mordhorst on Laura Shovan's 11th Annual February Poetry: give a story about love between you and a tiny object you still have. Sitting on my mantle are various handmade hearts created by my mother. Her talent always amazed me so naturally, some of her creations adorn my house on various holidays. The image poem below honoring my mother will remain at the bottom of my Valentine's Day container to remind me each year of her legacy of love.