We were on our way to Ithaca soon after George and I arrived home from work. The bus to New York City was leaving at 6:45. Morgan and Albert are currently en route to Port Authority, and I will listen for the little door chime on my cell phone about midnight, that will be the text message saying they have arrived safely.
It was a pretty drive to Ithaca, with blue skies off to one side, and dark skies on the other. As we arrived at the intersection in Alpine, there was a bright rainbow crossing the road in front of us, as though it was making a bridge for us to pass under. It took our breath away, to suddenly see it after rounding the curve, and Morgan and I pulled out our cameras to see if we could capture it.
We had our quick dinner at Moe’s Southwestern Grill, where Albert was able to try out his new bottle-opener hat, amazing us with his dexterity.
All too soon we were making our way to the bus station, where Morgan and I have shared numerous goodbye hugs. Albert got a heart-felt one too. It was such a pleasure to have them both here with us, a chance for us to get to know Albert, and to enjoy the light and laughter they share.
