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If you are here right now it probably means you've come across The Gypsy Feet on facebook and you're likely wondering, "what is this? Some sort of fetish page?!" Well, it's not, unless you have a fetish for adventure... no actually, it's still not a fetish page.

This is the journal of over 300 individuals. You'll find fleeting thoughts, deep thoughts, insights, connections, adventures, stories, and lives along with an image - I think we might have invented "selfie"...

You're welcome to join us by sharing a snippet of your journey. Take a look and get a feel of what this is all about and if you feel so inclined, email me at TheGypsyFeetLife@gmail.com


Welcome to The Gypsy Feet: A Revival.




*If you have a post on here I would especially love to hear from you! Send me an email and tell me how you're doing! Send me an email with a picture and the link to your post and make it extra special!

Where is the love?

Taking a break from playing at the park in sunny San Diego, mom 
decides to get creative with the wood chips that cover the ground. 
There is no shortage of love in this sweet family. 

--- Chelsea B

Goodbye my lover. Goodbye my friend. You have been the one. You have been the one for me.

And there it goes... goodbye summer! Goodbye freedom! I got 2 very much needed weeks off school for summer. The Mister had 4. He needed them more and man, oh man am I sad to see them go. The two main things we did to celebrate summer included spending a week up in Southern Oregon visiting family and gallivanting, and going to see Lost Boys in Santa Cruz (where the above picture was taken.) Other than that we lazed around in our underwear, bbq'd, watched a lot of tv and ate a lot of popcorn. I'm sad to see it go... How long is it until Christmas?

Help me prolong my summer by sharing yours. What are your plans?

Send your gypsy feet pics to wandering_shoes@live.com

The Path

Our lives are paved with paths like this. People come and go. They leave their mark. We travel forward and sometimes go back and revisit certain bricks wearing them down a little, giving them more character. At some points we linger and others we dash past. We try to remember some and to forget others. The bricks continue to be laid one by one. Names and messages. Forever and ever.

You can see some of our literal gypsying here.

Hello. My name is...

I don't remember ever being so excited that all I could do was scream. This was a first for me. The shriek that came out my throat when I saw Paul Bunyan and Babe surprised me and scared hubster to death. If I've said it once I'll say it a hundred times more but seeing things is my favourite. I love it so much that I might list "seeing" as a hobby. I don't see how "seeing" is any less of a hobby than say, walking or running.

Hello. My name is Laura and I love to see stuff!

What have you seen recently?