a poem for an 8th anniversary
Today is our 8th wedding anniversary.
Eight years ago today, we married
exchanged vows and then some
up at my grandmother’s house on the hill.
Today the books say we celebrate
with electrical appliances.
But we’ve always done things are own way:
I bought us a 1969 blue Schwinn tandem bicycle;
he bought us season passes for skiing at Mammoth.
We are gearing up for more adventures.
Today we go to the beach
to barbecue by our van
make dinner of oysters
strawberry salads
and salmon.
Today in the sunshine
by the sea
we are
blessed again.
Happy Anniversary to my “fungi/funguy”! The flowers in the photo up top are the ones he gave me when I got home from work; I gave him that card–pleae click on it to make it big enough to read then read the words to this post you will understand why we’re married…
I took the accompanying photos with my iPhone April 18, 2011 along the Pacific Coast Highway between LA and Santa Barbara.
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