I have figured out how to make notebooks and am totally tickled with the process. All the satisfaction of assembling an image, and then, poof, it becomes functional. Inside one I put the auxiliary pocket on upside down, so I get to keep that one. Now it holds my check book AND a calendar AND a notepad, so behold: no more lost ideas, dates, ideas. A miracle.
But my studio is dark because it is time to go stand in line at the post office and then on to GoodWill to hunt for sweaters to felt for gift-making. If the sun comes out, I hope to take some pictures, too.