I have taken up a new hobby. I've started making paper. Years ago, I bought Sarah a paper making kit. I don't know if she ever used it, but I decided to try it out for myself the other day. At first, I just focused on the process. I tried different types of materials, different additives, different thicknesses of paper, etc. I never really thought about what I would do with all this paper I was making. The idea was to learn how and figure everything out about how it worked. I bought a second, larger mold and some better couching paper. I experimented with natural fiber (leaves from my palm tree, flowers from the garden). I bought a pulp additive for neutralizing acids. Then, yesterday I suddenly started having all these ideas of what I'd like to make out of all this paper. My head is now so crammed full of ideas of things I want to make that I am afraid I'll never get all of them done before I forget what they were.
I wish Sarah were here. I have so many things I'd like to make for her, plus things I'd like to show her and share with her. I'm still writing in my Sarah book, though not as often. I would love to see more of her photography, to have her take new pictures that I could hang up and display and look at.
Better not to dwell on it too much, I guess.