Yesterday, we helped take apart a HUGE pipe organ! More on this later.
First, since I'm still all excited about it, lol, I want to tell you about today’s exciting activity – we helped to shear 40 cute and darling alpacas! My friend, Allie Neas, of Eyedazzler Alpacas, invited us to help with the shearing and let me tell you – we had a blast!
First, we had to drive to Westcliffe, which is one of the prettiest drives ever. But – take a look at this weird storm – we skirted it all the way there.
Our first customer. Isn’t she nice and clean? This was the job for my friend Dana and me – to pat the dust and vegetable matter out of their fleece.
The girlie in the blue sweater is my Emma, striking an unusual pose, lol. The girl on the right is Clara, and they are posing with Clara the Alpaca. Clara the girl, as you can see, looks perfectly normal – what’s with Emma??? Silly girl.
There were two alpaca being shorn at the same time, so it went really fast.
That’s my girlie Grace in pink – she and Annabelle had the job of gathering the fleeces and putting them into bags.
Here are my son, Sam (in blue), and a Francis – a delightful young foreign exchange student from France.
I tell you – this was quite a gathering today – Francis from France, the shearers from New Zealand, the owners from Minnesota, by way of New Mexico, Dana and her children from North Carolina, my children from South Carolina and me from Louisiana. Now that I think of it, maybe my Emma was the only Colorado Native here today… hmmm…
Sam’s job was to hoist the alpaca so that others could loop the foot ropes onto their feet.
Clara and Emma kept the place clean! Good job!
Dana and Kahlua sang to each other - really - they did! It was cool.
This is Bri – the darling of the barn. Have you ever seen anything so CUTE???
Just look at this face.
...doesn’t she look a bit different, now? LOL!
From left to right – Sam, Shearer, Shearer, Shearer, me, Annabelle, Boss Shearer, Grace, Phil, and the girlies, Emma and Clara are down in the front.
Now, yesterday was a totally different sort of day. We dismantled the pipe organ at our now defunct church, St. Paul’s United Methodist. Morel and Associates, of Denver, renovated the organ in 1998, and they were very sad to begin to dismantle it today.
Mr. Morel, on the ladder, handed down pipes, which my children and I carried out to the pews, where another man carefully organized them all, so that they can be boxed up. Everything will be stored at Morel’s, until a buyer can be found. Wanna buy a really nice pipe organ? Contact me.
For some reason, I think that these pipes look like little people.
...some metal pipes….
...some tiny pipes…
... a not so tiny pipe.
Isn’t this a neat picture?
...my children, inside a pipe organ. (You can just see Sam and Emma, peeping between the shades, on the left.) Grace has played this organ and now, she’s in it. I don’t know, but this kind of freaks me out. Have you ever read The Borrowers? Well, this sort of puts me in the mind of those books, somehow.
We met some friends in the park for a bit of visiting, then Grace had a job interview – playing for a Catholic Church (she got the job!) – and during the interview, we had a violent hail – rain – and – thunder - storm, which had Emma and me scurrying for buckets as the rain was coming in through the swamp coolers. Eek!
Afterwards, a nice rainbow.
So, you can see that we’ve had a busy couple of days. And folks say that there’s nothing to do in Pueblo. They should be whipped.