Forest Floor
April 5th: It seems like summer will never come, and maybe that’s a good thing. The browns in the forest seem to be all the color one needs to sustain themselves. There’s the scent of snow on the wind. Maybe we don’t need summer, when all of this seems perfect already.
April 5th: It seems like summer will never come, and maybe that’s a good thing. The browns in the forest seem to be all the color one needs to sustain themselves. There’s the scent of snow on the wind. Maybe we don’t need summer, when all of this seems perfect already.
April 5th: It seems like summer will never come, and maybe that’s a good thing. The browns in the forest seem to be all the color one needs to sustain themselves. There’s the scent of snow on the wind. Maybe we don’t need summer, when all of this seems perfect already.
Details
A very large journal: 7 x 11.25 inches
Covered in Lokta paper, hand torn
Filled with Fabriano 1264 120gsm paper: slightly toothy finish, perfect for a vast array of light markers, pens, pencils, and fountain pens
144 blank pages
Endpages are a Japanese shin ibe paper