what’s reflected in the still water?
River stones, broken up from the bones of the earth, worn smooth. Watchers of time.
Learning to speak the language of stones
I actually have a new studio blog post almost ready to go, but I’m away from home this weekend so it won’t be up till next week. Step by step. If you’re reading this, you’re helping to keep me on track in the adventure of this daily practice. Thank you.
rooted stones, with webs and smoke
furrows, fields and floating stones to use up all the old greens.