Hello, hello and welcome to Thursday! Crispina has given us this cute little alpaca to play with this week. And lo and behold guess what I have in my archives? You got it… A little grass is greener on the other side happening here. Hey, if you want to play, Crispina is open to pretty much anything. Click here for the what’s what’s What!
Look at her over there, she is so lucky
She has friends to play with, she’s not alone
And is that a roof and a fence? She’s protected by the elements
Over There
Look at her over there, she is so lucky
She is alone, she doesn’t have to share
Green grass, no fence. She’s free to go where she wants
That is so lovely, it could be the same animal. Excellent take 🙂
BTW, the wee white one shared his/her paddock with several brown ones. But they ignored the camera while he/she looked up, full of curiosity
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What were the chances that my picture of an alpaca would have the white one looking at the camera as your is!
And how funny that yours was with other brown ones, too. Serendipity at its best.
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Synchronicity, as Mr Jung would have said. 🙂
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Indeed!
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Aren’t they darling babies?! And you did an excellent 0ver-There mini post. One I can easily digest with my brekky – now I want to go and cuddle all of them. Have a lovely day, night, whatever! It’s 9am here in Europe.
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They are darling and I thank you.
I shall have a lovely day and do enjoy your afternoon! It is now almost 10 am
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Not sure what happened to my post so I will try again. A great grass-is-greener word-snapshot, Dale, and the alpacas are adorable.
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Thank you, Jilly. So glad you enjoyed. And they really are, aren’t they?
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Crispina’s does look happier though. 😉
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Doesn’t she look like she’s smiling? I agree with you …
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The perfect response and the perfect photo to accompany it.. I think I love alpacas….
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Thanks, Violet! They are adorable looking, aren’t they?
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Great take on the challenge! And isn’t that exactly how it works. So, okay, today I will stop whining about how cold it is here and remember that Florida has hurricanes. (Nah, it’s too flipping cold…and 76 in the Keys. Imma still complaining.)
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Thanks! And isn’t that exactly the way? Florida is full of Quebecers who have flown away from OUR cold! I’ll complain along with you, how’s that?
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sad in a way.
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It is. Not being satisfied with what you have ..
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Seems to be a fact of life wanting something else…..
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And the source for unnecessary unhappiness …
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Definitely made me smile … and so true. Bottom line – perspective is everything.
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Glad it did and yes… It definitely is.
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The grass is always greener. Good one, Dale.
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Thanks, John. Isn’t it, though?
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Greener and good? Yes indeed.
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Uh huh!!
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The grass is definitely greener over there!
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That it is!
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Aww, so precious. I love the noise Alpacas make. Their hum is adorable. Nice job with the challenge. Your photo catalog is as impressive as your prose.
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They are adorable.
You know, this is only a portion of my photos – the ones that were automatically sent up to the cloud. I have a sh*t-ton more on a hard drive. Somewhere. I can’t believe I have been able to find a matching photo for most of Crispina’s challenges (once I decided to try…)
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Dear Dale,
The other alpaca’s grass is always greener, isn’t it? Lovely story and photos.
Shalom and lotsa contented hugs,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
That it is. (And REALLY is in this one 😉 ). Glad you enjoyed my little story and additional photo.
Shalom and lotsa green-where-you-are love,
Dale
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Q,
Like the saying goes, the grass is always greener until you gotta fork up the money for that luscious green grass your neighbor has. After which you are plenty fine with your slightly less green . . call it amber, grass.
I don’t know HOW you get this from those pics, but it’s fascinating to me. Alpacas? Really?
I knew a guy named Al Paca. He was a bookie.
Another A plus for being up to the challenge.
B
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B,
Ain’t that the truth. My sister’s neighbour loves to tease my sister by saying in her case, her grass IS greener 😉 Once you start that game you are headed for eternal feeling of lack. Best learn to love what you have, eh?
As for how I get here, I have no clue myself! If I am lucky and find one of my own (seriously, it has been crazy that I have been able to almost every week) then maybe something brews. C’mon what were the chances that I would have a white one looking at the camera like Crispina’s? And that hers really was on greener grass? How could I go anywhere else?
I bet you knew that type of guy coming from the ‘hood you came from…
Gracias for the A plus.
Q
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It always is. I mean . . it is human to peer over the fence and check out the grass. And if it’s Kentucky bluegrass, you’re kinda miffed at how easy they made it look. But again, there’s always a price.
That makes sense. But still, it’s alchemy to me sometimes, when I read these and then do a double and triple take at the pic and go, okay . . 😉
He was an okay guy.
A plus plus, just because I can.
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Everything has a price and you’re right, if they are pulling out the big guns like Kentucky Bluegrass, best break out the greens (I say that, coz your money is boring and green.)
When I don’t find the matching pic… that alchemy we speak of? Well, it doesn’t exist, does it? Love it if I make you do double and triple takes, though. Kinda cool. No. Very cool.
If you stayed on his good side, no doubt.
Don’t let me stop you! I’ll take it!
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My old neighbor used to measure the height of his grass. It was as if he was the head groundskeeper for the Augusta Golf Club or something. Me? I usually waited until the wife mentioned the grass needed to be cut. My system seemed way more efficient to me.
It’s still magic when the finished product gets published. Triple cool, with extra whipped, por favor.
I also knew this guy named Al Chemy. Okay . . I’ll stop.
I stopped! 😉 Oh, that . . no I won’t stop.
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On my walks with Zeke, I pass by this house with grass that I had to touch to make sure it was real. Insane – definitely not environmentally-friendly. So, now that there is no wife, what makes you cut it? Neighbours bitching that two feet of grass is unacceptable? Funny thing is, it seems this method is the ones my boys use as well.
Glad you think so. And, just for that, I shall give you at least a double of extra-whipped.
LOL! I have an Al in my family…
Phew! It’s important to known when and were to stop and when and where to keep going… 😉
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Most of the shit you see, when it’s that pristine, there is some really bad voodoo being perpetrated on the environment. Reminds me of the days when Round Up was all the rage. Now? The World Health Organization is involved in their ‘crimes’.
Now i just go by rote memory.
And Imma take it.
Me too!
That’s always been my problem.
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So true. There is no way in hell that grass THAT perfect is not nefariously achieved…
Like, when it tickles your knees 😉
Good. You are meant to.
Well, there ya go!!
I’m sure the problem stems solely on the thing in question…
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Nefarious goes into the pot and now we are working from a word surplus! Ding! Ding! Ding!
And when that tickle isn’t arthritis . . that’s bonus round.
Well bettah even then.
😉
You think, huh?
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Woot!
I feel ya…
Bettah buttah as a certain someone likes to say…
🙂
I do.
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I wonder who first uttered that word. Woot! I bet they were trying to say word . . .
Do ya
Like warm buttah…
😉
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Probably. But it just fits, dontcha think? When you wanna cry out in happiness?
I do.
The best…
😉
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I do it all the time. In real time!
Me 2.
You are.
😉
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As do I.
O’ course.
No, you are.
😘
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I’ve heard tell. And I’ve actually heard. Literally.
O yeah!
No . . U are.
😘
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HAHA!! Yes, you have, haven’t you!
Lookit you with the fancy little double circle thingy.
No. WE are.
😘
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I most certainly have.
I got all fancy there for a moment, apologies.
Both? Booyah!
😘
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You did.
No apologies you silly wabbit.
Yeah Baby!
😘
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😘😘
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😘😘
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To sides to every story 💜
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Indeed! 🧡
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All them ‘pacas are super adorable, grass or no. I’m sure they’d love to get together and play.
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Aren’t they just? I would love to see them frolic!
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This is the cutest animal I have ever seen. I would let it sleep in my bed- and that is exactly why I do not have one!
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Isn’t it, though? Lookit that face!
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Fun! And … yay to having friends! 🙂
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Glad you thought so… and yay indeed! 🙂
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🙂
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Freedom sounds better, but if she’s happy, I’m happy!
Sweet take, dear Thunder!
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Oh, Dale, that is so sweet! …and love your white alpaca too! xoxo
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Thank you, Marina. I was rather pleased to have a picture where they were “looking” at each other! xoxo
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🙂 xoxo
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