Postcard from Sequoia NP

In a box at home I have a postcard.  In fact I have quite a few postcards but this is a particular favourite that I used to daydream over when I was young.  I like to think it was sent by my well-travelled Nan, but memory being the tricky beast that it is I guess it could have come from another travelling friend or relative.  It was of a small, blonde girl, in a blue dress, standing in front of giant California redwood tree. In my imagination it was me.

Finally it is me!