The Christmas Tree at my parents still looks the same as ever
with all kind of weird balls in it. When we were kids we were allowed to choose 1 Christmas ball each year. We loved glitters, brights colors, pearl, and all kinds of weird shapes. My brother likes knights. My mum collected mushrooms, then birds.
This year we brought her a couple of birds for her tree
from Berlin. One for each one of her granddaughters. Four little birdies
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