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Tuesday, January 14, 2020

Day 2727: Haphazard TMI?





grimaces: junk mail collage.







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2GN2S (too good not to share:)

Where to Meet Alpacas in SoCal?

 


All photos: The Alpaca Hacienda | Sandi Hemmerlein
As alluringly friendly as they seem and as genuinely inquisitive as they are their survival instincts dictate that they be a bit standoffish. (At least, to humans who are clamoring for their attention.) Their ancestors roamed the mountainsides of Peru together, far from civilization. Between the two main breeds — Suri (whose locks create very silky fiber) and Huacaya (whose fiber is almost crimped and springy, providing good stretch for fabric) – no two individual alpacas are exactly alike. 


Like many humans, alpacas just value their personal space
and they’ll do you a favor by keeping you out of their spitting distance. And if you let them come to you, it could be 
the start of a beautiful friendship.



Although alpacas aren’t native to southern California, a fair amount of them were imported here in the 1980s and 90s — which means that our history with these camelids  (related to camels) is recent. 


But there’s plenty of opportunities to take a crash course in alpaca etiquette and learn how to win them over by visiting any one of the following five greatest alpaca adventures in southern California.  
Or, better yet, knock out all five of them. 
You won’t have the same experience twice.
I  am focusing on #1 but will link for #2 , #3, #4 & #5.

1. The Alpaca Hacienda, Temecula

If you’ve ever dreamed of having land say, a sprawling ranch up on a hill and a herd of fluffy animals, a visit to The Alpaca Hacienda may prove to you that dreams really do come true. And its founders and owners, former elementary school teacher Beth Osborne and her husband Mike Arndt, have managed to make that dream a small business raising both types of alpacas for their fiber, which is far softer than sheep’s wool and gives cashmere a run for its money. In her introductory presentation on a “Meet and Greet” tour (available most Wednesdays and Saturdays, by advance reservation), Osborne explains how the alpacas get sheared once a year just before the heat of summer hits and how she’s learned to spin the fiber into yarn which can be used to knit sweaters, beanies, 


gloves, etc. or even felted into blankets and handbags.
After a few minutes of answering such burning questions like “What’s the difference between an alpaca and a llama?” and “Will the alpacas spit on me?” (to find out for sure, you’ll have to take the tour), Osborne lets the tour group loose with a bag of nutritional pellets, first at the female enclosure at the upper ranch and then the boys at the lower ranch. The genders are separated for most of the year — that is, except in the spring when they’re allowed to try to breed with each other (if they so desire). 

As alpacas are herd animals, you can learn a lot about their social dynamics when you’ve got a palm-full of snacks outstretched for one and all the rest rush over. Fortunately, these alpacas are socialized enough to eat right out of your hand, with little risk of getting nibbled by their four bottom teeth, which get filed down yearly. 
 
And some might even let you pet them on the neck and scratch into the lower part of their headlocks. Since you’re separated from the animals by a low fence at their enclosures, the 90-minute tour is appropriate for even very young children, under the supervision of an adult. Leave some time at the end to brows the boutique, which is the best alpaca gift shop in SoCal, no contest (and carries items that will appeal to alpaca fans of all ages). Although The Alpaca Hacienda is open year-round for public tours and private events, it’s in the spring that you can witness the herd pre-sheared and at maximum fluffiness. That’s also when you might get to see some babies (a.k.a. “cria,” who can gestate for up to a year and are generally born one at a time). But let’s be honest — this ranch tour 
Alpacas at Windy Hill, photo by Sandi Hemmerlein
 is so good and so fun that you’ll want to return again and again.

Alpacas Are Totally Not Llamas






TMI Update or Everybody loves a baby!

First big news, after 3-1/2 years of major procrastination, 
I now have heat and will have A/C next summer.
I thank Brandon for setting it up, and I thank Ali Manafi ,
my new comfort specialist, for his skills and affordability. 
My little house has been as low as 58, sometimes.

&


I had my second ever face time today, the first time with WW.
She had to show me, Ryan, words would not have done him justice.




all Ryan photos  by WW


 Even WonderWoman can't hold any of her three babies like this.








A smile for Tuesday ...







Thursday, June 27, 2019

Day 2527: A re-visit to Santa Fe.




Alter ego: graphite drawing, acrylics, collage & digital.









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Click here for  Shawn Mendez & Camila Cabello, Senorita.
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On the recent trip (late April-early May) to



I had some mainly downtown photos left to share...



At 7,000' the sky seemed bigger and the weather changed quickly.




Travel Buddy, Irene
Irene's travel buddy































Great memories from Santa Fe ...
and a beautiful destination as some of you know,
and the rest I hope will be able to visit?





For FB Throwback Thursday ...


Greg Collier, me, Byron Fennema, 2012






A smile for Thursday ...






Saturday, February 23, 2019

Day 2403: Don't point!






Teddy: old photo, collages & digital.









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In my 32 years teaching 
at Demura Sensei's Costa Mesa Dojo, 
we emphasized manners.  
One was not to point. 
But rather use 
an open hand to direct the attention. 
In refereeing, the only time we point 
is for an infraction. 
And, to many cultures, 
it is an offensive or aggressive action. 
This became natural for some students.

One day, Luisa, a parent, 
said I have a story you're going to love.
She said after Michael had gone to bed, 
his Dad needed to know 
where something was. 
He went into Michael's room and asked.
Michael, and without opening his eyes,
 gestured with an open hand to the location. 
 She was right, I loved it!

Without manners, Karate loses it's soul.












Several years ago, I met "Rad Nana" on Facebook, 
she follows my blog as Lynn from Colorado. 
Over the years we have gotten to know one another, 
enough that I know Lynn misses the Pacific Ocean.
She mentioned it once when I has some beach photos.
That started my "Pacific Check" for Lynn in Colorado.
I let her know it's still here. So today when I drove
to San Clemente to meet dear friends Denise & John,
I knew I would do a "Pacific Check" .





Driving down the hills were so green, 
we've been brown for so long.
The sky was a perfect blue, hardly a cloud in sight.
Colder than usual, but clear and beautiful.


Pacific check.






We ate at Nick's downtown, 





and I had the best meal I've had in like forever. 
A petite filet mignon served on petite garlic toast with tomatoes, 
 a kale slaw salad and a cup of clam chowder. Wow! 
Denise had Fish and Chips, John had a blackened fish sandwich. 
We all agreed Nick's 4.8 rating was well deserved. 
No, I didn't take photos. I guess that tell you that the company 
and food were so good, I didn't even think to take pictures?
Thank you Denise and John for a wonderful afternoon.










A smile for Saturday ...