Flitting between designing spreads for a new ode to NY, while folding/pressing/gluing/constructing books and boxes in the studio as I make moves towards crossing the t's dotting the i's. An inventory for all books made and half made and not made at all ready to complete for a clean sweep. Fueled by tea and home baked bread toast. These Summer days are full of visits and pop-in's from loved dear friends who know that time left doing so is short. I am lucky to have them and to have these days.