I know you can't have a hurrican when you're landlocked, but . . .
that's sure what it sounds like out there. And according to darlong, that's what it felt like, too. Tons of damage everywhere. She and our friend Skye had to wear bandanas over their noses and mouths while doing chores because the dust and dirt was being blown around relentlessly. Deb has damage to the mill. In Kitchenere/Waterloo (biggish urban area 25 miles east of us) easily ten traffic lights were blown off their lines. Either dangling into the intersections or just dropped onto the ground. Trees down everywhere. Surprisingly, we didn't lose power, but I had the bathtub filled just to be safe. Crazy, crazy weather.
I had 2 1/2 hours sleep last night, so I've too loopy to do much of anything today except page through the internet and stare into space. I'd have been a danger to myself and others if I were out in all of that strong wind, so I stayed in. And did not sleep. *headdesk* I'm sure a lot of you know how you reach that tipping point where your body just will not shut down. Yeah, I waved at that as I zoomed by at around, oh, 7AM.
Anyway, this is not a posty post because - loopy. But it is pic spam of our tent boys. I took these a few days ago. I don't know - are three pics equal to a spam?
Ozzie and his gorgeous, gorgeous locks. He's such a pretty boy.
Bonzer (left) is a huacay; Cashew (right) is a suri. Can
you see the difference?
Poor Alejandro is currently on the bottom of the tent boys'
hierarchy. He's outside the tent staring woefully in through
the screen; I'd just filled the hay bin, and Cashew (the alpha)
wouldn't let him in. It's OK; Alej just has to wait a few minutes,
then Cashew relents. It'll change soon enough, and one of the other
boys will be the out-alpaca for a while. But never Cashew :)
I had 2 1/2 hours sleep last night, so I've too loopy to do much of anything today except page through the internet and stare into space. I'd have been a danger to myself and others if I were out in all of that strong wind, so I stayed in. And did not sleep. *headdesk* I'm sure a lot of you know how you reach that tipping point where your body just will not shut down. Yeah, I waved at that as I zoomed by at around, oh, 7AM.
Anyway, this is not a posty post because - loopy. But it is pic spam of our tent boys. I took these a few days ago. I don't know - are three pics equal to a spam?
Ozzie and his gorgeous, gorgeous locks. He's such a pretty boy.
Bonzer (left) is a huacay; Cashew (right) is a suri. Can
you see the difference?
Poor Alejandro is currently on the bottom of the tent boys'
hierarchy. He's outside the tent staring woefully in through
the screen; I'd just filled the hay bin, and Cashew (the alpha)
wouldn't let him in. It's OK; Alej just has to wait a few minutes,
then Cashew relents. It'll change soon enough, and one of the other
boys will be the out-alpaca for a while. But never Cashew :)