Poetry Scrapbook

I was looking for a photo of something last night and realised that I’d never scanned up the poetry scrapbook that I made for Bethany’s birthday this year – this, of course, means that I spent a good portion of this morning playing with the scanner. I think it took me longer to scan the pages than it did to actually make them. Why I can never seem to learn to take the photos BEFORE I put them inside the sleeves (and wrap it, and give it away, and let it sit on the shelf for six months…), I’ll never know.

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