And then.... I looked through my wallet and happened across an unused gift card from a kind student. It was the perfect gift to celebrate the end of an academic year... and the beginning of a literary summer.
|The rich brown leather is soft and supple;|
It is the perfect size to carry and feels at home in the palm of my hand;
The embossed letter on the front (dated 1896) is the perfect adornment.
|The leather tie not only keeps the book tightly closed,|
but it provides the perfect place to store my journaling pen.
|Handcrafted in Florence, Italy.... bellisimo|
|The pages lie relatively flat for easy journaling,|
and the lines are the perfect narrow width for me.