On the organization front, a great deal of progress has been made, but there's a lot left to go. I had more scrap and stitching product than I had storage space in the old apartment. Now I have the room, but I am still in the process of acquiring the storage units that I need. Hopefully, I'll have the room arranged completely to my liking by the end of the summer.
On the scrapping front, I have SEVEN layouts to share!!! Yuppers, I am definitely back in the groove. I am still working for the perfect place to take photos of my layouts. There's plenty of light in my new room, but the layouts seem to come out way too dark. I've tried to lighten them up to better capture their true appearance.
First up, and my favorite from the batch, is a layout about a trip Alton and I took to Death Valley back in 2009.
This next layout is a quick, simple one showcasing a photo of my maternal grandparents and uncle working on the farm. I'm not sure exactly when the photo was taken, but it's probably from the late 60's or early 70's.
At one point, we could see caravans of camels. Some of them resting on the edge of the desert on the shore of the Nile, and others loaded up and walking along narrow desert trails. It was surely something to see.
Our boat pulled up to the shore, and we had a few short minutes to walk on the yellow sands of the desert. A few of us dared to take our shoes off and wade into the Nile. It was refreshingly cool, and amazingly clear and clean looking, especially considering the amount of trash we had seen floating on parts of the river earlier in our trip.
From there, we cruised on, and eventually docked at a small Nubian village. We were greeted by several young girls trying to sell us wooden dolls. I bought one because I thought they looked so cute. We were taken to a local family's home where we had some tea, and then they brought out the Nile Crocodiles. Apparently many Nubian villagers rescue the baby crocs from the river, keep them in their homes until they are larger and better able to protect themselves in the wild. It was really something to have the chance to hold one in my arms. Yes, its little mouth was tied shut for my protection, but it was still awe inspiring.
It was getting later in the afternoon, and as we left the village, the camels were coming home for the night. Have you ever seen a string of camels come swaying by on their way home for dinner? They are very focused on their route, and don't pay too much attention to anything in their way. Including tourists. It made for some interesting moments.