Morning Has Broken

My favorite photo . . .

This was one of those times when I tackle the dogs very early in the morning. I bathe the spunky critters and spend the rest of the morning in the garden. I groom them on top of the grooming table for hours, enjoying the cool fresh air of the morning, saying a little thanksgiving prayer while taking a glimpse on one of the bonsai trees.

I am left with the dogs for the children go to school to earn a degree and the hubby to the office to earn a living for us and the additional members of the family, the hairy critters.