A Morning of Two Birthdays and Five Rainbows

Rainbow over the Saguaro forest.

It's a rare afternoon. I am alone while Emily and Samwise are at the groomers. These are the only times we are away from each other, not counting when they stay in the car, and I run into a store. It's foreign not having them by my side.

Goodness knows, however, that they were overdue for a good bath and clip. The last was in December before we left home. My friends have been rolling around in desert dust from Farmington to Moab to Kanab and Tucson. I may not recognize them when I pick them up in a couple of hours.