It started with a handwritten letter to a good friend with the mention of possibly getting together to do some bookbinding. She and I set a date for the crafty afternoon and to our delight, the party has grown from two to seven people. Then I started to panic. The last time I bound a book was ages ago so I took to task in one evening. I just went with memory and it didn't go all that badly. I took some photos to help document the steps. Here's hoping all goes well on the bookbinding day. If not and the pages come apart, or the stiches come udone, or the book falls apart - that's okay, because we'll have a good time just trying to make something.
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