On My Doorstep

By bwhere

My Beloved Daughter

She broke off from motherhood long enough for me to blip:

Her: The sun makes me want to close my eyes.
Me: But you always close your eyes in front of my camera!
Her: The warmth of the sun makes me want to have a nap.
Me: Hold on. Just one or two more shots.

Then it was all done. She returned to motherhood,

I made the prop out of hoarded postal tubes (and painted the ends gold!). It is my patent face divider.

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