Benched

Last week we drove up one of the canyons, as far as we could, at the gate snow remained.

Friday, weird rolling clouds that seemed to promise something, but no rain.

Moby most loves to be brushed right after I've vacuumed.

Likes his bed, under the chair.

Snow up on the benches* and a new layer on the mountains. Wettest May on record, over 5", with a day to go.

*The former beaches of the historical Lake Bonneville.