I just finished making a photo album (that's hard-copy stuff, y'all, with photo paper) of our trip to Russia in November 2004. I selected almost 200 pictures of the 500+ I shot, tweaked a few, cropped them all, printed them, cut them with the paper trimmer, and slid them into plastic sleeves. Very satisfying.
In my best Russian cursive script I wrote Санкт–Петербург on the spine label.
Tada!
Now I can gear up to take photos in Turkey in the next two weeks. Who knows, I may finish an album in spring of 2015.
--the BB
It all happens when it happens! Wow - what an exciting time!! I feel weepy when I think about this journey that you are about to undertake!
ReplyDeleteAnd have a really good journey!
ReplyDeleteThanks, y'all.
ReplyDeleteWas the scrapbook a discipline, Paul? Like you wouldn't let yourself go to Turkey until it was done?
ReplyDeleteAnyway, good for you!
WV: excoker. Really! I didn't come here to be insulted, cher.
No, Mimi, it is actually Bill's somewhat tardy Christmas present. But there was a sense that I FINALLY printed copies others can see before our next major trip.
ReplyDeleteI am sure the WV was trying to say something like East Coker, honoring you with an allusion to T. S. Eliot.
Yes, East Coker to be sure. I see that you're full of it tonight, luv.
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