I am writing in mood; rows could tell stories. But today is Gisela's birthday, which takes precedence. Unfortunately I was on my last visit with her not in photo mood, so I can show you either a current picture of the birthday child, nor of its brand new and literally in tears and rage, newly installed kitchen or the living room with the Super Sofa or the " little lady "orchid in the bathroom, pushes just another flower spikes. But one thing I've only just managed yet: Gisela vis-à-vis the Forchstrasse, not very far from downtown Zurich.
Apart from the fact that I am past due to a weakness for nurseries have, this is really a miracle copy. Even the witch's house in itself, but certainly the kiss-and-bye parking for motor-parents, the official garbage can on the corner, the dining room converted to a double garage and, as a non plus ultra, the play terrace. The photo is of course third class, photographed from the sidewalk rather than from the second floor of Gisela's apartment, on a Saturday in total abandonment rather than the evening when a pick-up of the children of the bargain and instead Züricherwetter in bright sunshine. You can not have everything
the already 27 on Saturday in Ticino
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