Nolemana and I were heading into Portland for a conference on Saturday morning. I was so grateful for the rain, and I was thinking about that as we left the house. But I screeched to a halt (after checking that nobody was behind me for a long distance) when I thought I saw something out of the ordinary. Llamas. Sheepies. Clouds. Lotsa green. Do you see anything else? (No fair zooming, cuz you gotta see what I was seeing.) Was I seeing things?
What I saw in my peripheral vision was really there! Seeyum?
Wassup wit dis? I wasn’t seeing things! I hadn’t suddenly moved to East Asia!
OMG! It wasn’t a llama.
Yep! It was a Bactrian camel!! (Da 2-hump kine.)
A camel? In Damascus? I had to drive off because a car was coming, but the next morning we stopped there again to see if it was still there. And it was!
It had just gotten sheared, and I began dreaming of stopping at the house and asking what they were going to do with the fiber before the next shearing. Or maybe they still have it from this shearing. Cuz spinning, ya know? Like handspinning? Camel is fabulous once you get past the guard hairs.
In the meantime, I’m going to enjoy watching our new neighbor. I wonder if it’s a wahine camel and pretty soon we going get keiki camel! Cuz her ōpū looks kinda big to me. Baby camel fiber??? I’d be so jazzed!!