I found this image at once beautiful and idyllic. Like a song you’ve never heard that woos  your heart into butterflies and you don’t want it to end. It’s a whimsy symbol of romance, of a bird that hearts another bird, as old as time, as old as our fierce, embattled and forever-hopeful hearts. Two tin birds and a tin heart hanging above a bed where someone sleeps and dreams of rainbows and daffodils, and most of all of a never-ending romance with another bird, just like them.