Off schedule. Out of touch.

What's the allure of a journal page? Is it being able to read someone else's thoughts? The mixture of texture and color? The collection of pages?

Back to school and back to work for us today...I'm here, but not really here. I've got a painting out drying a bit in the sun at the moment...but my body and spirit seem to be on vacation mode still...

Everyone loved their hand sewn journals...everyone had about the same reaction- "I just love flipping through all of the pages over and over!" To which I reply...NOW. Go fill it up! Which is what I will get back to here...

Hope you're having fun....

xo