Sorry, no recent photos of Mary; Chris has the camera in the Bogachiel River valley.
This morning Mary and I were resting in a big comfy window seat at our favorite coffee shop. The light was so good and she was being so still that I got a chance to take a long look at her eyes. They are a complicated mesh of gray slashes and dots with slate blue rings on the outside and a single slice of brown on the bottom of the left one. Maybe, just maybe, the insides are starting to have flecks of tan or gold.
Oooh! Could this be the beginning of a brown-eyed baby? Chris better guard his wallet; he couldn't possibly resist two sets of brown eyes that wanted to go to Enchanted Village.
