I have two wonderful grandmothers, and the one who lives closest to me was able to go with me to the art show at Firnew Farm last Saturday. It was a gorgeous day, and we enjoyed the car ride through Madison's rolling hills, with the mountains glowing purple blue in the not too far distance. The art and live music were in the milking parlor you can see in the background (photo below). The exhibit was full of excellent work and the atmosphere was magical inside the old wooden walls with the music and such a large gathering of caring, talented people full of creativity and appreciation. In addition, there were three alpacas to visit with. My grandma, who had never seen an alpaca before, fell head over heels for them. In the picture below, she is petting the little baby named Prince. I think she would've tried to get me to load him into the back of my Subaru if his owner (the man in the background wearing the hat) had turned his head for one second. If there had been any sort of raffle to win one, I think she would've bought at last 25 tickets. It was so much fun watching her enthusiasm and touching their soft, soft fleece. Afterward, we went to a little cafe in Madison and ate homemade pie. I had pecan and my grandma had blackberry.