Every Baker Needs a Helper
It was a long weekend of baking. Tried out five variations on some friends. My daytime companion, Chester, had more baking smells to sniff than usual, and was grateful for the chance to get out and run with my friends' dog on the trail behind Red Butte Garden. You could tell by the snow baths he kept taking--ducking his whole head and shoulders into a snowbank, rolling once, and bouncing up to shake it all off. Refreshing just to watch!
He's my best buddy and a great companion at all times. Thanks, Chester, for being a great baker's helper!