Stone Island
This three acre island in Coquitlam took years to become what it is. Rock carved into paths by hand. Boulders shaped into terraces. A pond coaxed from solid ground. The kind of landscape that feels like it has always been there, even though someone gave their best years to make it so.
The owners came to us because they wanted to finally live in it after dark. Not just see it from a window, but actually feel it the way you do during the day, that sense of moving through something rare and considered.
At night, moonlight filters through the tree canopy and falls across the rock the way it does on a clear evening by the water. The stone walls behind the foo dogs hold a quiet warmth. The pond sits still, catching light from above. The roofline traces a single clean line against the sky.
