03/09/2026
I’ve been wondering why the girls haven’t been coming up to their shelter or running towards me lately when I move the wheelbarrow... 🤔
Turns out they’re in the middle of an oasis of lush spring pasture that seems to have grown exponentially in the past few days.
Some areas are knee high of delicious grasses and clovers.
It’s a bitter sweet spot where they are; it’s the paddock where our male llamas passed in the wildfires, just 7 months ago. It’s also where they are buried.
Deep down, I think they are sending all their love and energy back towards the earth, feeding the pastures that, in their turn, feed their surviving friends. ❤️