this week i stitched together a book – a bingo book like i always do – but i bet i haven't made a book in 2 or 3 years. i thought i would forget and that it would take me forever. or that i would have to look up how to do the stitch i like. but it's funny, our muscles don't forget. once i was stitching the folios together it all came right back to me. i remembered the variation on the stitch i preferred and the snags to watch out for. really – thank goodness for muscle memory – if our bodies couldn't pull that off i certainly wouldn't be able to snowboard every winter…that first run always amazes me…