The geysers present us with another morning gift, for now, after seeing our foxy friend, we spy a herd of vicuña here to soak in the heat and minerals, their soft fur second in softness only to silk, their long necks and colors delicate and fine, contradictory mannerisms given their matted, molting coats.

Buen dia, indeed.



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