This is a different kind of heart.
I was watching The Passionate Eye on CBCNewsworld, a documentary called Reel Injun, and how Native Americans were portrayed in Hollywood (some film clips horrified me, like John Wayne digging up an Indian corpse from sacred ground and firing bullets into it. I know it was acting, but even actors with some common decency should be able to draw the line. Kind of ironic that he died from heavy tobacco use, an Indian sacred plant that, if abused, can kill -- as we already know.)
The gentler side of life. I made several more "white" hearts; when I'm on a roll, I continue until, well, until I stop! I love making hearts.