Every time I visit, he welcomes me with a quiet, thoughtful tour of his land. He points out the new growth on trees and plants, shares what’s recently bloomed, and notes whether the bees are busy pollinating the wild plums. We inspect the tiny progress of his transplanted cacti. He always has something new to show me—chicks just hatched, a baby alpaca finding its footing, or a new bird he’s spotted that week. His sweet dog Sophi, who now sadly limps from bone cancer, still comes over for a gentle greeting.
The heart of each visit is always the barn, where his pack of curious, comical alpacas gathers. Larry lights up when the babies jump and play, and he calls each one by name noting its lineage. His love for every creature on the land is unmistakable. I absolutely love these visits. Through Larry’s eyes, I’m reminded what it truly means to work the land—with care, curiosity, and deep reverence.
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