The Alpacas of Stormwind Farm

As I look out the window of my small office, I do not see a single alpaca graze in our farm's spacious pastures. Even the herd boss, Tasman, is nowhere to be seen. Soon, it will be dark, and all females as well as the males have retired to their respective barns to settle down for the night.

Of course, the alpacas may come and go as they please. Tasman usually elects to cush (sit) close to the fence line that separates females and crias (babies) from our four adult males. Why not tonight? I am not sure.

I checked on the seven pregnant females a while ago and will do so again before going to bed. As during all days in the spring, this one was very busy, and I'll turn in early. In addition to tackling my daily farm chores caring for 11 alpacas, I pulled weeds in one of several flower beds. This afternoon, I taught a new alpaca breeder how to "skirt" her alpacas' fleeces. That means cleaning and sorting the fiber to get it ready for processing.

Readers may very well ask now,"Why a blog about raising alpacas?"

There is certainly a growing interest in alpacas and their wonderful products. I'd like to educate the readers who have this specific interest. More important, I hope to educate readers about life on a small family farm and general farming issues.

Thank you for your interest!

I can be reached through my website: www.stormwindalpacas.com