My son and I playing ping-pong against the woefully out-of-tune strings of my grandmother’s 1920s zither.
Tilting at windmills for a better tomorrow.
Tilting at windmills for a better tomorrow.
My son and I playing ping-pong against the woefully out-of-tune strings of my grandmother’s 1920s zither.
Great song . Really like that
I actually think my grandma had one of these from the 1920s as well. Either way, this post just brought some memories :)