Birdlings Flat.

Tumultuous waves crushing and grinding stones til they are sleek and slick, unwittingly awaiting to be picked out from the horde.

Unique. Different from the rest.

To be held, admired and scrutinized before finally finding solace in the calm collective consciousness of a bowl atop a coffee table.

Personalities of Stones.

The Lone Stone Trooper.

The Moon Flier.

1stone2stone3stone4.

Entourage.

Fishing for Blue.

Silent Silhouette.

One Last Stretch.

Stone Stacker and Stickler.

A Twilight Palette.

Power to the Flippin’ Birds.

The Stone Steeple Master.

Bid Adieu.

Container Cosys in Sumner.

Resting in the Red Light of a Guitar.

This autumn has been a rare beauty, with stunning weather and never-ending treats for my eyes.

Much love little ones.

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