Shake it!

I'm in a rut so it's time to switch things up a bit.

I want to see pictures of the most beautiful things/places/faces you've ever had the chance to take pictures of. Send it to us at wandering_shoes@live.com and tell us how you ended up taking the picture.

These pictures were taken when I did this post.
The sparkle and glistening of the glass table top after the rain makes me feel so thirsty! The colours are so dreamy. The table top alone was almost celestial (like Edward's skin, no? haha!) and then...

a quick change of perspective makes a surprising difference. Lying under the glass table and looking up at the sky.

It's like the whole point of The Gypsy Feet: It's up to us how we look at the world. And it's up to us if we share it.

Have you ever accidentally captured something amazingly beautiful on camera?

Show us!

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A letter to the passing season.

Dear Autumn.

You come and go so quickly, and when you leave you only leave behind bitter cold and despair. You are wonderful at what you do. You make death and change into the prettiest most magnificent thing ever. I will see you next year.

Join hands and hearts and voices, voices, hearts and hands:

We had a nice quiet Thanksgiving this year. We don't have space for left overs, nevermind counter space to actually make food - with two squares of counter one for the microwave and one for drying dishes, who's idea was that anyway?!

So instead of the traditional dinner that we didn't have space (or money) for we decided to treat ourselves to our favourite food. Indian. As with a normal Thanksgiving meal we were eating it for about three days after the big day. I know! It took up less space though.

Mr Laura got to spend a lot of time in his jammies and played games over the internet with family. I did my usual but enjoyed it more having my lover home.

How was your Thanksgiving? 

Where did you go?

Was it lovely?

San Diego is for Lovers.

Two people fell in love and took this picture in San Diego.

A year later there were three. 

And they went back to that same spot and took the same picture. -Chelsea

Happy happy happy happy happy happy happy...

... I'm so happy today.

That's the song that the clown from Liar Liar sings as a birthday song.

I'm a day late in my weekly post so that I can give a happy birthday feet blog post to our most awesome wonderful Gypsy Feet creator.

Laura. You are the awesome best. Yes.



Twenty five was (possibly) my best year. It's a good number.

Happy New Week to YOU!

I knew this week was going to be good before it started. When packages and cards begin to arrive it means I'm about to age one year. That's usually good. This year I'm ready to hit that milestone number.

Our guest room is being cleaned up because it'll have it's first occupant this week so our Christmas boxes came out. The tree box was just sitting there... waiting... all alone - all alone because I already unpacked the Nativity scene. I had decided not to erect the tree until there was something to put under it but just couldn't resist the new enormous lights husband bought for it. He put the tree up this afternoon.

I love the end of the year! Why wait to be happy?!

My journey to 25.

This little token makes me officially very close to ending my journey to 25.
That little blue sticker is my fave. It means it came from home.
I knew who it was from just by the handwriting even though I haven't seen it in years!
I think this is the first card he's ever sent me that our mum hasn't bought for him to sign.

I love you biggest brother. Thanks for remembering me :)

(Did mum tell you to send that?)