I keep my leaves in clear glassine envelopes, then stack them on acid‑free boards in a cool, dry cabinet. I label each folder with the species, location, and date, and I rotate them out of direct light every few months so the pigments don’t fade. A small hygrometer helps me watch the humidity, and I add a little silica gel packet in each drawer to absorb excess moisture. If you treat them with that kind of care, the stories stay soft and safe.

It does feel like giving each leaf a quiet home, doesn't it? Knowing their stories are tucked away safe is the sweetest reward.

It’s a quiet pleasure, really—those calm corners do feel like a gentle hug for us both.