Moon, tide, gold, stone, words.

At the beach the tide is peeled so far back to leave an expanse of sand, and we walked in places where human feet can walk only a few times a year.

I carried 3 stones from home, fresh gilded, though one had sat on the fire for a year or so, been warmed, smoothed by hands so the gold was almost gone. Refreshed with moongold it shone bright.

The first stone was placed in water, by the stone bridge.

Pi knows where it lies. Though perhaps by now the tide has taken it.

The second was placed where others have been, but none so fitting as this. It was time to release it, back where it should be, out from the domestic, into the wild.

The next went into the sculpted place that fascinates me.

Such tales told in stone. Colour, line, scent and texture.

The catalogue came today from the Lettering Trust. It is a fine thing of great beauty, to read and to look at. They had been in touch with our agent last year ( mine and Robert’s) to request permission to commission the show. I was lucky enough to see some of the pieces when I was in Snape. And I yearn to make time to learn to cut words into stone.

So, three stones at the beach, and the sea may take them. The beach is wide, the stones are small and the tide is coming in.

There are 4 sheets of fine leaf, white gold, that hold the soul of the largest stone that sat in my home before being returned to its wild home. I am offering these for sale for £120. I will stitch them with silk, and then to some fine paper, sign. Money would go to Lost Words for Bournemouth and Poole, and would place 10 books into schools. Email me to secure before donating.

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