"between swift life and darkness
glide we all
swim the fish
through gates the moon paints silver
through gates the moon paints gold"




So, the fishy piscean season is drawing near to its close - and about time considering how many birthdays that entails among my crew!
Still, we scaled ones* should stick together in our undersea perambulations and so
SALUTATIONS and CELEBRATIONS to any and all (especially anyone i've missed!)

*yep - mine has been and gone a while back.