We had lunch at Wild Clover on a scorching Sunday with my son, Ernst, and his family. We enjoyed the locally brewed bears and the heart food. But my best memories was to see the easy-going and comfortable expression of compassion and love amongst the members of this young family.Monday, February 17, 2014
Son and his daughter
We had lunch at Wild Clover on a scorching Sunday with my son, Ernst, and his family. We enjoyed the locally brewed bears and the heart food. But my best memories was to see the easy-going and comfortable expression of compassion and love amongst the members of this young family.
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