Corner Farm to look at alpaca. It's a little over two hours to get there, but
the sun was shining, the sky was blue, and it was a road trip I thoroughly enjoyed. I was hoping to get one of the kids to tag along with me, but they had plans with Hon, so I journeyed on my own. Either way it's always an adventure. The trip started out uneventful. Peaceful outside, music blasting in. Now you're wondering what I listen to. Just about anything. Never have gotten into that rap music or polka, though. Here's my thoughts on a road trip...don't wait to use the bathroom. Kids are not the only ones that have to use one right after you've passed what could be the last one for a while. Just buck up and use it. You might just find yourself 20 miles from nowhere, not a bathroom in sight. Thank goodness for new home construction and an available port-a-potty by the road in my case. Can't always count on that miracle though.
I was only a teencie weencie bit late getting to all that alpaca goodness. I'll blame it on highway construction...and I missed their road, but their house was easy to find with all the alpaca outside. Larry was on his lawn tractor. Good man. I must say when I met Larry and Gwen at the alpaca show I thought they were very nice. I was wrong. They are the sweetest hard working alpaca and lama loving made for each other couple! Can you tell I enjoyed their company? I'm a people person. I know these things.
Gwen showed me around all that alpaca goodness. They were the neatest - so fluffy and they have such personality...not to mention what remind me of big cotton swabs on their heads. Two of the males started prancing around, bumping chests, showing off. Typical males. Others came up a little closer behind us to check out the stranger (that would be me). I really enjoyed seeing them out in their environment. Learned a lot, too. Saw Larry again out at their barn sweeping up. I told him he was more than welcome to come on over to our place and clean up poop, but he said my being there for a visit gave him a reason to take a break. Guess I'll have to wear him down so he sees it my way.
After the tour outside it was time for fiber touching. Oh my, it was all so wonderful! I was contimplating buying it all up, take it home, and putting it in the little pool we put up last year so I could dive in. Then I remembered I left the money tree at home. I was also back to thinking about taking seats out out of the van and stuffing an alpaca in to give me company on the way home. Oh, who am I kidding...at least two!
Eventually all my questions were answered, the fiber was stuffed in the back of the van, and I headed on out. I felt real important, too. When I got on on the main 2-lane there was a sheriff's car in front of me and one in back. My own little escort...until a speeding motorcycle went by. There went my escort.
Before I left I mentioned having passed the Longaberger Basket company and wanting to see if they were open, even though it was Sunday afternoon. Larry told me about the Longaberger Homestead and I had high hopes, but it wasn't open either. Bye bye, Longaberger. Maybe next time. So, there you have it. I went, I saw, I felt, I spent time with an awsome couple, and came back home. It was a great way to spend my Sunday afternoon. When I got home Hon was waiting for me. He said it was date night and time for us to go see a movie. Woohoo! Now who could argue with that! Fiber, friends, AND a movie! Better watch out folks...you never know where I might show up next. Smiling & Waving, Sharon