The other day we found a cache of my great-grandparents journals. Had you been there, you would have thought we struck gold—and you would be right. The several medium sized notebooks were bound up in a rugged leather wrap cover with a wrap around string holding it all together. The pages told stories of life and gardening (which are kind of the same thing, right?), noting the particular varieties of tomatoes—the ones we call "vintage" today; journal notes about particular strains of watermelons to never plant again; and notations of rainfall amounts and the date of the last freeze of the spring. There were bible verses and written prayers and torn out pages from the year's Farmer's Almanac tucked in here and there amid notes about loved ones on their birthdays. There was even a sketch of an old barn in one of them. And to our great delight, the journals were punctuated with scattered bible verses and short written prayers throughout—like seed planted in the soil of those now weathered pages—till blooming a hundred-fold yet a hundred years later. On the inside cover of one of the booklets were these iconic words in ALL CAPS KJV: THE GRASS WITHERS, THE FLOWER FADES, BUT THE WORD OF OUR GOD STANDS FOREVER. ISAIAH 40:8. 
 
It brought us great joy to peruse these precious pages and then conviction—that we weren't writing down more of the detail of our days and capturing the convictions of our life and times and gardens. How could we deprive our grandchildren of such delights? Something about a journal grounds our ordinary lives into living history and seals legacy long into the future. 
 
In that spirit and craft, we decided to make a journal for ourselves, to inspire and encourage our own practice of the ancient art of journaling. And we made a few extras for you. You will love the premium Horween leather that will age from grace to glory. 
 
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