After spending several years declaring that I was not AT ALL interested in scrapbooking, I was finally convinced to give it a try and, I must say, I really love it. I love that it is a social activity (compared to all the time I spend sewing alone in my sewing room) and really look forward to my scrabooking date each week-end. I have a wonderful scrapbooking friend who generously shares her space and all of her stamps and inks and punches with me. We used to watch movies when we got together, but we would often spend more time talking than watching. (Don’t you love friends like that? They are truly a gift!) Now we scrap while we talk (is scrap even a verb?) and I have to say that I am truly hooked.
I wanted to do something a little different with my first scrapbook (surprised?) so I decided to create a book of my favourite poems, and include with them photos of the places and people who inspired them. It was really fun for me to read through my poetry and remember those four years of university and writing courses when I truly thought that maybe, perhaps, I might be able to make a living writing. Here are a few of the pages:
My sweet dog who came to live with me at university for a year.
My grandparent’s house – oh how many memories I have of being there with them. If I can be half the gardener my grandmother was I shall be content.
I am lucky to have spent time vacationing with two such wonderful people. I miss you Gran and Gramps!
The poem on the right was written about my other grandfather, who we also used to visit in Florida.
I’m pretty pleased for my first try! And I’ve already started my next one….