|First 7: yellow desert|
We saw nobody else out there today, not even any vehicles parked at the Tellbrook/Sonoma Ranch corner lot. It takes a special kind of derangement, I guess, to be out hiking on such a day.
When we got back it was time to prepare for bathing of the canines. Frio went first, and although he doesn't over-react to a bath he isn't exactly the most cooperative subject. Willow, on the other hand, is a near-perfect participant in the cleaning process; she stays perfectly still while we thoroughly bathe her. We now have temporarily clean Heelers, and I have an aching back.
|Ocotillo on the southern ridge above First Arroyo|
|Sphinx Moth larvae having another go round|
|Frio and Willow on the road back|
|This & the next: Black-throated Sparrow|
|Stingleaf and the Organ Mountains|