This is a kind of love declaration because I just love stones. I always pick stones – or they pick me actually. I have bags of stones in my home. They have a story. And in my previous life I lived in a kind of landscape like Tibet or Mongolia but with a sea view. The most precious to me is my Moon Stone and I’m sure it came from that far outside. To be picked by me.
in the heart of nature
a rugged rock
Carpe Diem: Universal Jane #9. Naked Rock.