I collect heart rocks. I’m certainly not alone in that. But this one didn’t come home with me – I already had a large hunk of driftwood in my backpack and the need to carry my 29-pound toddler up a tricky homemade driftwood “stairway” (HA!) on the way out of the beach. So. This not-so-tiny heart rock treasure stayed there. I just might find it again someday, when my backpack isn’t as full.