In a Book

Before the next chapter of my life can begin, I must fully close the previous chapter.  This means, I must commemorate my great memories of the winter in Vail...the many beers and laughs shared with friends, the new tricks and powder runs joyfully practiced on my snowboard, and the silly and sometimes random events occurred at 891 Red Sandstone...and put them in a book; my scrapbook.  It's a long-time tradition that I do.  Sometimes it's overwhelming to realize exactly how much time is spent on this book of mine.  I am reminded of the many many times I vowed never to put my camera away, even if that meant working, drinking, dancing, driving, cooking, shopping, snowboarding, sleeping with a camera in hand.  And then, well, next came choosing just 200 of my favorite photos out of the eight gigabytes taken throughout the season, then organizing them, laying them out on each page and taping them down, adding various collected scraps and writing captions of things 'not to forget', and, finally, placing each page in it's plastic holder in my cherished, fabulous book.  I enjoy the creative endeavor, controlling the aesthetic design.  I also like telling the story of my life, being able to commemorate these fleeting times in a way that I can look back and enjoy them forever.  I am nearly finished scrapbooking my memories from Vail...which means it's almost time to start all over again and make a new scrapbook.  The next chapter of my life is Korea.  It is filled with many, many blank pages...which is exciting because I that means that a new adventure awaits.