T he sweet alpacas have returned to the pasture that I often drive by.
The field no longer looks empty. Instead it's quite full.
Full of grace and beauty.
Full of poetry and motion.
They're like a song.
Soft and graceful.
And of perfect harmony.
I can't tell you how much their presence warms my heart.
P.S. Hubby took these pictures for me as I've been feeling a bit under the weather. xoxo
