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Keiko's avatar

So true and so sad. When I went back to Ecuador in 2012, the place I had loved in 1987 had vanished, including the hand-dyed and -woven textiles. In its place were the ubiquitous cheap acrylics churned out in a factory. Even sadder, none of the young people looked remotely interested in learning ancient textile skills, being completely hypnotized by their phones, like adolescents everywhere in the world. The skills are indeed being lost.

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I live in Maryland and found a friend-of-a-friend who has a small local alpaca farm. My daughter and I were invited to visit. We petted a few of the alpaca, saw the spindle where she spins (though she sends some of the wool out to be spun as well), and of course walked out with several skeins of luxuriously soft alpaca yarn, undyed, a rich dark chocolate brown that was the animals’ natural coat color. It was from several of the lovely ladies we’d petted and fed treats to. So much sympathy for your quest for just the right yarn, and I’m glad you enjoyed your travels.

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