Let’s step aside from the colour posts for a moment, and talk about alpacas.
Why? Because with tragic news pouring out of Boston and elsewhere, the world needs more softness, more affection, and more silliness, and alpacas seem to provide all three in spades.
Every April, the Alpaca Ontario association holds a show at the fairgrounds in my hometown. It’s primarily an agricultural event, for breeders and farmers to show their animals and compete in various categories, but it’s a fantastic (and free!) activity for families and shutterbugs alike.
While the biggest barn has the two competition show rings, there are two other barns filled with stalls of alpacas, and another area with vendors.
Some of the alpacas are almost soulful, with a quiet air of grace.
ALL of the alpacas seem friendly. Look at the smiles! Some of them even seemed to be having conversations with each other.
Of course, alpacas come in lots of colours and varieties, with some pretty incredible hairstyles.
Not all of the alpacas seem… particularly intelligent. (That’s putting it mildly.)
And yes, the vendors were well worth checking out, though I didn’t buy a great deal this year.
Of course, attending such an event is WAY more fun if you have friends. Especially friends with an adorable kid. My friends Meredith (Yarnpr0n on Ravelry/Twitter) and Kevin (Kevinsky on twitter) and their little
monkey dude known as Dragon Boy were excellent companions!
Look at that puddle-jumping maniac! How could a day with him NOT be a blast?