Hands on hearts

I seem to have some sort of mechanical snap in my arm, so that whenever I am bearing witness to a beautiful performance, or gushing praise for one of my favourite artists, I can’t help but put my hand on my heart in a ‘be still my beating heart’-esque way. When Beach House played Apple Orchard my arm couldn’t help but snap to my heart while I was swooning. It was so brilliant! Beach House are truly fantastic.

Anyway, I took this photograph of Victoria yesterday:

Which in turn reminded me of these hands-on-heart photos I have also taken:

 I wonder if there are any more.

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