I’m taking a trip down memory lane today.
I discovered scrapbooking about ten years ago. My first album was a gift for my son. It contained his childhood pictures. My second album was a gift for the friend who graciously allowed me to be a house guest while delivering the album to my son in a different city. My third album was an album containing nothing but pictures of flowers that I took around the Lower Mainland of British Columbia. I love flowers but I have no garden other than a few pots on my balcony.
I called the album “Flower Power”.
This picture is a double layout I made showcasing the first crocuses of spring. I lay on my stomach in wet grass to get the pictures.
How things change. When I look at the album now, it seems very old fashioned and plain, by today’s standards. I was also fairly new to scrapbooking and was still learning the ropes.
Bazzill card stock in the lovely monotone colours was newly on the market — and like every other scrapper in Vancouver, I fell in love with it.
I choose shades of beige because those colors matched the browns of the dead leaves and twigs that surrounded the crocuses. The title is simply “Spring Time” and I used Sizzix alphabet dies(borrowed from the scrapbook store) and added a little glitter. Beige buttons were the only embellishment.
Since none of the pictures was personal to me, for journaling I generally used legends or anecdotes about the flowers.
For the crocus layout, I printed “The Legend of the Prairie Crocus” onto vellum. The vellum moved a little in the printer, which gave the printing a slightly fuzzy look. Usually this would have been reason to discard it and try again, but the fuzzy fonts seemed to match the fuzzy stems of the flowers. Sometimes a mistake turns out to be serendipitous.
Here is the Legend of the Prairie Crocus:
“To enter the world of chiefs, Wapee was required to spend four days and nights atop a lonely hill until a vision came to him.
The first night, no vision appeared. But with the dawn, the morning sun bloomed upon a beautiful flower. She opened her petals and turned towards Wapee as if to welcome him.
When night fell, Wapee curled his body around his new friend to protect her from the icy winds. Three times he did this and three times when the Morning Sun rose, visions came to him.
When Wapee left, he said, “You have comforted and counseled me well these past days and nights. What three wishes would you have me ask of the Great Spirit?”
“Pray that I may have the purple blue of the distant mountains in my petals, a small golden sun to hold close to my heart on dull days, and a furry coat to face the cold winds in the spring.”
The Great Spirit fulfilled his prayer.
And that is the Legend of the Prairie Crocus.
I’m curious bout other scrapbookers and their older works. When you look back at your older scrapbooks, what reaction to you have? In some ways, I’m embarrassed at my old layouts, but in other ways, I think they showed perhaps more originality than the ways I do today.