Fujimori

Alejandro left today and I drove him and Catherine out through by truck up to where the road gets passable again. Its been real nice having him around. He is solid through and through and just one of those people who refreshes me, when so many others just take me down. We´ll be in touch, and whethere either of us is here or in the states I´m sure I´ll see him again. He´s pursuing his doctorate in the states to come, so somewhere in the middle.

With them gone, things are finally back to normal and I can breath again and relax. Its been hectic. All I want for a little while is just to sit in the grass and stare out at the mountains and clouds. Thats enough for me.

For me and Fujimori both, one of the old timer alpacas up here in the high pasture. He was one of the originals Stu brought over from Peru years ago to sire his herds. Now he´s an old one eyed grandpa named after the ex president of Peru and spending the twilight of his years grazing on the tussock grasses on the high mountain meadows. Not a bad life if you ask me.