Beauty of glass and power of earth

Today is our wedding anniversary (57 years). Before I went downstairs to make the coffee and tea, I read the poem S had included with her message to me. I was greatly touched. She was asleep again, having posted her message to me rather early, while I was asleep.

Walking from the stairs to the kitchen I caught sight of the morning sunlight hitting the glass sculpture on one of the shelves by the front windows. Next to it and appearing dark and myterious was a ceramic work S had bought  some years ago.

I knew instantly that I wanted to create a message to her from the glass (beauty and purity) and the ceramic (power and mystery). As I wrote she is always my witch.

The extra was taken on a late afternoon jog. The stream/creek is still well above its normal level. But also well below the peak on Friday night, when it burst over its banks crushing plants along the banks.