Yes! I did draw inspiration from two rotated fibonacci spirals. The fact he saw that right away made me happy. Not because he knows what it is, but because we learned about fibonacci at the same time--me in my thirties, him a young boy--in part by buying fruit and vegetables from the grocery store that we thought looked interesting, in part by counting petals on flowers, in part by finding and counting spirals on the pinecones we used as trees in our wood block villages, in part by simply wondering and searching and allowing ourselves to be in awe...together.
If this stained glass piece works out, I will long cherish it for its reminder that the time Ethan and I spend together has a meaningful influence on both of our experiences. Even as the memories fade, and I know a lot of them will, and even as we branch off to pursue each our own interests, I will find comfort in the idea that if I could trace those ghostly branches back, there would be a good chance that they might converge on a very special time in both our lives.
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