28 years ago, an older gent showed me a stone. After hours of stumbling over hard pointed rocks, in the hot steamy sun,he introduced himself, and took me back to the trunk of his car ,where he fished around in a clutter of tools and old rags,to bring forth the "Universe Diamond",wrapped in black felt. I have been addicted ever since. A silica seed, with the planets spirling around, visable only when held right. The beauty of magic.Is it the stones,or the Seekers ? A powerful place.



