The hunt for alpacas lead to an alpaca farm that apparently is never open. I took photos regardless.
To the daughter of the alpaca farmers: wow, you're embarrassing. Screaming about not getting to hang out with your friends so loudly that we could hear it while lolling at the alpacas, man, that's pure class.
The Alpaca Guardian.
While I'm sure he was stationed as a guard, what he really became was guardian...of my heart. We were total BFFs, y'all.
Disgustingly charming area outside of a B&B and an adorable candy shop. View from inside a gazebo swing.
Haystacks, pre-climbing. A stranger in my shot, it's like I'm unprofessional or something.
The suburbs. Duh.
Because lj is being a dicksmack, I can't upload my favorite photo taken this weekend, but I posted it over at my tumblr. Check it out. It's pretty fuckin' sweet.