The Last Stone

It’s bittersweet when some projects come to an end. You spend weeks making the same long drive to the job site, picking stones from an ever-diminishing pile of rock, eating lunch in the same sunny nook, and sharing the same corny inside jokes. Sometimes, it feels like you’ll never reach the end.

And then, one day, you do.

Without any fanfare, you set the last stone in place. A moment that feels both monumental and strangely ordinary. You pack up your tools, take one last look at the work you’ve done, and leave. Before long, you’re on to the next one.

This project was no exception. The collaboration with my friend Steve, whose craftsmanship and thoughtfulness elevated this project at every turn, made it all the more rewarding.