Do you see a man in the face of the full moon? Maybe you see a rabbit or a woman combing her hair? Even if you only see the shadows of craters that is miracle enough. Ever since I started working on glass though I see flowers: flower moons, moons with flowers, and shadows that look like petals blooming against the full white circle of the moon. Blooming without season, without reason and without ever wilting away. As far as I'm concerned, a flower moon is like wishing on the Evening Star. It might not change the world, but in giving magic that tiny window of possibility you open a door to wonder.
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