Pigs in a blanket

Another sunny morning waking up to the yodelling of roosters, belligerent moos of cows, and soft whispers of the alpacas nibbling on the grass tussocks. Watching barn swallows hit and run out of the eaves and spying a kestrel eyeing the pasture for mice atop a fence post. I love this place :)

Packing up camp, taking down the tent, and lashing the gear tight to the rooftop. We're heading back to Cuenca. The camelid conference in Riobamba and the snows of Chimborazo await. All of us packed up tight like pigs in a blanket on a Sunday afternoon drive back home...