5th Anniversary

Being married 5 years isn't long, 

but it also isn't short.  

It is a substantial book; 

Not quite War and Peace, but longer than your average play. 

It's quite beautiful like some lovely illustrated cookbook; 

It still has its original dust jacket, but maybe it's a little faded

or a little torn here and there.  

Tyler and I took Violet to the Sheep Shearing festival for our anniversary, which was much more fun and much more romantic than I know it probably sounds.  On a farm somewhere hidden in the suburbs of the East side, we sat in bleachers eating a blue cotton candy, with our child, and watched sheep after sheep get spring haircuts.  It was sunny, and the hay was yellow, and Violet in her little red coat got to feed a border collie a biscuit.  

And somewhere hidden in between honeycombs, ruminants, 4H children, and tractor rides, Tyler and I got to hold hands and laugh a bit at what 5 years of marriage can amount to.  

Don't worry, we did manage to arrange for a babysitter latter in the evening (thanks, Brecca!) so that we could go out to dinner and celebrate without the exuberant (but demanding) company of our 3-year old.  A special thanks to Ivar's for helping us out with an extra special meal for our extra-extra special celebration.   

Clams in garlic fennel wine sauce

Alder-smoked Halibut with purple mashed potatoes and spring peas.  

One of the best meals I have ever had.

Creme Brulee

The old married couple

This day was beautiful; the life we have made together, 5 years later, is my dream come true.

*photo courtesy of Pyramid Focus Photography*