It’s weeks like this — ones submerged in red paper hearts and chocolate treats — that I’m reminded that I have a Big Love in my life, a really big one, one-that-makes-your-heart-break sized love. It takes my breath away sometimes. But when it comes down to it, many of my loves are of the small variety, the easily overlooked, not-very-flashy kind of loves that can be simple, yet surprising to me when I suddenly recognize them. So while the world is surrounded in Valentine’s Day schlock (but I love Valentine’s Day schlock, really! Are you listening Mr. Hunt?), I thought now would be a good time to share some of the small loves I’ve been collecting over the last several months. Happy Love Week, everybody!
I love trips down roads bordered by rusty, abandoned signs.

I love cold nights and the big teeth on a fuzzy camel named June.

I love that Penny, or Wayne, made a declaration of love on this bridge in Banner Elk.

I love, oh how I love, my New Balances. (Relatedly, I’ve very sad that footwear designers can never seem to leave well enough alone and changed the design on the new models. I will most likely be loving these for the next 25 years.)

I love that I can still look up into the branches of these old-growth hemlocks in Cataloochee. How I wish someone could save them.

These are just the start. Oh, I have so many more to share with you this week. But, if you get a chance and are struck by inspiration, let me know what you’re loving, too!