Another great meal at the Port Elliot hotel. It was schnitzel night - yummy. I offered to cook pasta tonight, not Richard's favourite, and surprise surprise he suggested we eat out.
This morning we headed off to Granite Island for a walk.
As we walked along the beach I found some
cuttlefish that had been worn away to
reveal a special shape.
Who did I give my heart to?
Richard of course.
I'd love to make a necklace from it but I think it might fall apart if I drill a hole in it.
Here's the other side.
Pretty but not quite as special.
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