This weekend we had a rare opportunity to sneak away to a cabin in the woods. It was a couple days of being lazy and smelling pine trees while you breathe. One afternoon, I whiled away the time making this.
It's a little rug made out of our alpaca fur. It's just shy of 2' across. A little starter rug. And each year that we send in our alpaca fiber, I'll get more rug yarn back. And each year I will add to this cute little rug until it becomes a respectable grown-up rug. Like a tree, it's rings revealing its age.
I told this cute little girl that one day she would pass this rug down to her kids, and they to theirs, and so on. That they would tell the story of how great-great-great grandmother made this rug from the alpacas she and great-great-great grandfather kept, and how one sunny day at a cabin in the woods, she sat and started this rug. And every year it got bigger and bigger. This cute little girl looked at me sideways, and just ran off to play again with her brother.
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