

..."watch out - llamas spit"...
This time of year - late winter/early spring brings to mind our llama. LONG, long ago, my parents were driving me from the quiet and civilized suburbs, up to university for the first time. Being an only child, and very close to my parents, I know it was very difficult for them - especially my Mom. I was a bit sentimental about it as well, but my excitement about a new chapter in my life awaiting to unfold drowned out any melancholy I might have been feeling that day. As we