Because I just can't take any more anxiety about the state of the economy, I'm going to blog about fluffy animals today. Well, that and because I went to see some fluffy animals this afternoon. Specifically, alpacas.
This weekend is National Alpaca Open House weekend, an event I'd never heard of until some of my fellow New London knitters suggested a trip to the nearest alpaca farm—Six Paca Farm, a few miles north of here. (I didn't even know there were alpaca farmers in the area, but apparently people raise alpacas all over the country.) Three of us braved intermittently heavy rain and went off to check out the farm. Most of the herd was hanging out indoors, and the few that were outside were a bit bedraggled from the rain, but I did get a couple of shots of one curious young alpaca. Here he is in close-up:
Being knitters, of course, we had to check out the farm's yarn shop, and we all came away with unbelievably soft yarn and roving. I've never bought yarn after meeting the animals that provided it before. Somehow alpacas are more endearing than sheep (plus, fluffier—not that you could tell on a day like today).
And, finally, an unrelated group of alpacas, and alas not my video, but I can't resist: Star Wars Alpacas on YouTube (via Cute Overload!, which has been distracting me from the increasingly grim news of late).
We now return to your regularly scheduled blog after today's Interlude of Adorableness.