Limi

Today, eight years ago we dug Grandma (Mompsen) down under a tree. First we stole her remains from the funeral home. But that's another story... :-) Maybe I write a book one day, there are a lot of interesting things to tell the world. Or maybe not. Some things should remain in the closet. Like burning half a million DM in a ditch...
As my memory is very selective and erases old happenings to give place for new ones, I'm very grateful for the morning eggs that give me the flash-backs :-))

Grandma before she got wrinkled, or maybe after she left the wrinkles behind her...

            

Little m got herself a new winterjacket the other day