Some journal pages, either finished or nearly so.
I went through a brief period wanting to draw my surroundings. Until I got bored with my surroundings. Then I attempted drawing flowers from the seed catalog that had just come in the mail. I quickly got bored with that too.
A beautiful envelope and gift from a dear friend. The advantage of having such a huge journal is that it can hold everything. This one is, quite literally, bursting at the seams. I may have to rebind the whole thing once it's done. (Yeah, like that's going to happen.)
Have you noticed that when listening to Pandora, you can read lots of cool information about your music, including song lyrics, the most perfectly written bios, and--my favorite--"features of this track"? I get all kinds of giddy just wondering just what exactly "repetitive melodic phrasing," "acoustic sonority," or "extensive vamping" actually mean. If I knew, it wouldn't be half as exciting. I'm content just to roll the words around on my tongue.