Open, close, open, close

Open.

Close.

Open.

Close.

Seriously, Mama?
Have you seen this?
This door just opens and closes.

It is a-may-sing!

Work, work, work makes this mama a desperate blogger. Sorry I failed to post and left you with the profile shot of horror for these few days. Enjoy Briar for now, and here’s an Avery for good measure. She’s flirting with the eastern european gent who served us coffee on the veranda…and yes, it was every bit as divine as that just sounded.