My Convocation with the Alpaca
I would like to meet an Alpaca. Going to the Peruvian highlands came to me in a dream quite some time ago. At the time the dream was folly but today the dream is taking on a palpable form. There is an Alpaca who has some wool to offer me. Just as the esteemed Merino in New Zealand calls my name, the Camelid likewise beckons me to travel.
I recently went to a Fair Trade Sale at Four Corners in Winnipeg. Sadly a venue which could not survive in our competitive marketplace. They had a closing out sale and I flocked to it. There were many beautiful handmade crafts and textiles and linens to admire. I purchased many (too many) items but the most cherished item of all, I found beneath some table linens. It was folded inside out and did not look like much. I unfolded the item and voila! here is what I found! My interest in Alpaca yarn is not a clandestine verity as you may by now have discerned. It cost me all of $1.50, which saddened me because the embroidery is not pretentious or sophisticated but quite exquisite and it deserved an au courant pricetag. It is a rich tapestry that someone worked who intimately knew the land and the animals in it. The Alpaca is summoning me to keep knitting, it is a sign and I take it seriously. However, I daresay it is much more than this, she is calling me to her highlands with a subdued and muted voice.
I think this tapestry will prove to be one of my revered “allegorical chattels”. The Peruvian Alpaca stands proud here in my office. She has boundless patience and kindness to offer me.