
His brush tip had split, so I left a new one out for him, and three days later it's still sitting untouched. Wonder who he inherited that habit of never letting go of old things from.
That brush handle is from the year I first started making paper. Wear like that only comes from a good many sleepless nights.
If you need a new brush, just say the word. Ten brushes wouldn't even register against the seal's upkeep budget.


