I’ve been making books out of junk. Junk mail, scraps from the recycling bin, paper grocery bags. Mostly coptic bound, some saddle stitched. I’m super into it. It suits my practice in a number of ways … re-using things, hand sewing and stitching, appreciating the gifts of fallen trees (in the form of wood covers and in the form of paper), and my lifelong love of all thing book. Not sure yet where all this is going, but I’m following the thread.