The last page of my last Moleskine. It's always a surprise when one is finished and I put it on a shelf with the others. A growing family containing my thoughts in words and drawings. So many pages with scribbles made during sips of coffee in the rain, sun, boiling heat and freezing cold.

Just found this photo. This was weeks ago. Before the heat front came in and we had over a month of over 90 degree temps.