Down the road I walked one sunny Valentine's Day, stopping along the way to snap a few photos of some cows in a small herd. Some days later I was showing the photo above to a small group of friends - but something wasn't right. It seemed as though my friends thought this was something more than the carelessly snapped photo of a random cow. Suddenly I saw what they could see all along - a perfectly formed love heart on the cow's forehead.
The thing is that they were wrong. This was no result of careful planning and considered action, but a happy accident that came about through a bit of luck and some curiosity - but then isn't that how love often works?