We practically live outside when snow isn't on the ground. Hiking through dense woods, sowing and harvesting, watching the plants and animals, and one of our favorites, collecting stones from the mercurial creek that cuts through this amazing place. By now there are stacked containers, filled with our favorite rough stones. They're little snapshots of expectation, selected from countless others for their subtle promise of what might be, once polished.
|Stones collected by Steve Tieken and Wanaree Tanner, cut by Steve Tieken|