I passed the lobster trap as I explored the beach knowing it would be a possibility for a photo with the heart, but knowing I could get it on the way back to the car.

Being so early in the morning no one else had been on this part of the beach so the only footprints were mine.  As I came back upon the lobster trap I knew I wanted to try to get the shot without any footprints in it so I looped up behind the trap.  I had planned to place the heart on the trap itself but once I saw the rope I knew where the heart needed to be.

Finding a poem or quote for this posting proved a challenge.  I started with keywords of heart and trap but not only where the choices slim they were also morbid.  I also searched for something about lobstermen and found very little and nothing that fit.  Finally I searched the keyword of Sea and found this quote.