I look in your eyes and there's fish in the glass

[sovay]

spatch and I have been married nine years today. We celebrate in our new apartment, in street-flooding sunlight, in these still strange times. Our anniversary gift looks like pottery, which I keep envisioning as potsherds, or perhaps a rhyton in the marine style—dolphins, seaweeds—taken whole from the ash. Here we are, too.

Comments

[nineweaving]

Congratulations!

Wishing you long years of good homes together, with sunlight on pottery and willows in view.

Love,

Nine

[sovay]

Wishing you long years of good homes together, with sunlight on pottery and willows in view.

Thank you! I like that interpretation, too.

*hugs*