So let me begin my post today with the beginning of a story.
Back in February of 2001, my husband, my 10 year old daughter and myself traveled to San Diego, California during our winter school vacation week. We thought it would be a good time to visit the world famous zoo, take a drive up to Disney Land and even more so, escape the late winter cold and snow here at our home in New Hampshire.
I was particularly excited to be able to wear some sandals instead of socks and heavy shoes too since the weather was suppose to be in the 60 and 70 degree range (15-21 degrees Celsius).
Now we weren't expecting super hot and summery weather, so I brought this pair of sandals that might be described as Greek sandals, with a woven foot and back around my heel. It was wonderful to be able to wear them, especially since we ended up doing a lot of beach walking.
(Heaven for me!)
(Heaven for me!)
So one day during our visit we ended up at a beach in a part of San Diego called La Jolla. The area was known as Torrey Pines. It was a beautiful late afternoon and a great place to walk. The land side of the beach had these cool cliffs, and you could drive up to the top of the cliffs into a State Nature Reserve. So after our walk we drove up into the reserve, parked the car, changed into our sneakers, and took off to explore and see some wonderful views.
While we were walking, some clouds moved in, and the sky got dark. And then it began to rain. So we raced back to our car, tossed the few "things" we had with us (like my camera and the hubby's fanny pack) into the car and drove away. At this point the rain picked up so we stopped to grab some dinner and then head back to our hotel.
Later that evening while we were watching some TV back at the hotel, I realized I left my sandals in the car. I ran out to get them but could only find 1 of the pair. I figured the other sandal was there but because it was dark and hard to see, I would wait until morning to search more thoroughly. It was most likely just stuffed under the seat or buried under one of our sweatshirts that hadn't been brought inside the hotel room.
So my journal page today is about my lone sandal, sitting on the floor of the backseat of the car.
The sandal is hand drawn and painted, and I used some stamped, hand painted or bought journaling pieces also on the page. To make my page look like the floor of the car, the background is a piece of printed paper that in my stash that looked the most like a car floor mat.
And the rest of my story?
Well, I am going to be mean and make you wait until tomorrow!
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