This year that time is upon us.
Patou Lola, a beautiful black Centurion girl (pictured below on the right) is off to pastures new to form part of a brand new herd. Joy, pictured next to her, although not ours, has been part of the herd for well over a year and is soon to be heading north to the midlands where she too will form part of a brand new herd. Accompanying Joy will be Henry, our first ever cria, and Sophie who was born here two years ago. Today we have some people coming to look at our remaining weanling boys, Alacazam (pictured below left), Barney (pictured below, below with his mum) and Reggie (pictured below, below, below with Al and Moselle). It's hard trying not to put potential buyers off, it really is.
Last month we said farewell to Monique, Ronnie and Moselle as they headed west to Bridgwater way (deep in Somerset's bandit country!) They had been here for two years and Moselle was born here last summer.
So why am I wittering on about it? I don't know really. I suppose because this blog, which is supposed to be rambling drivel, can also be wistful witterings from time to time. What?
It's just that even though we knew this time was coming, and we have sold alpacas for the last three years, it's just all getting a bit personal now.
Lola and Henry have brought it all into focus. They have highlighted why we are here and why we are doing this, we seem to have forgotten. When we started it was the beginning of a business. It was a plan for our future, a plan that would kick in big time when we retired from the 'day jobs'.
It hasn't felt lke that though. Having alpacas in our lives has been much, much more than that. We have become 'Alpaca breeders'. Everywhere we go people talk to us about alpacas because they know we have some. If they don't know we find ourselves telling them pretty early on. We are proud to be alpaca owners, we are proud of our alpacas we feel special, we feel priviledged.
Our lives revolve around alpacas, everything we do involves thinking about the alpacas. Sue actually thinks I am part of the herd, she said that recently.
I am part alpaca? Which part?
My fleece is very poor. Although relatively low in micron I have very poor coverage and I don't grow a very long staple length, it doesn't suit me. Conformationally I have a solid heavy bone structure but my legs are way too short, my back is too long, my head is definitely more round than triangular and my ears are more or less not spear shaped at all. If I was in Australia I would definitely be eaten as 'La Viande' or whatever silly name it is they market alpaca meat as over there. I'd feed quite a few too.
It may interest you to know that whilst writing the above tosh I have polished off a plate of Bubble and Squeak and bacon. Splendid!
Oh yes, I almost forgot, in case there are any Australians reading. Terribly sorry about the way the Ashes turned out old boy, dashed good show your boys put on, not quite as good as you thought you were though eh!!