Do you have a favorite blanket? One that is extra comforting? Perhaps it is especially soft and warm and has a long history of providing comfort. Maybe its colors, pattern and origin are meaningful to you?
I have such a blanket with all of those special attributes. It is one that when I cuddle up in it, the stresses of the day seem to fade away. I keep it on my living room sofa, which is only maybe five feet from my wood burning fire place. When the fire burns and crackles it’s like playing my sound machine on my favorite mode. The combination of the two together sends me to a place I want to be. Usually fast asleep! But I don’t just limit that blanket to the coldest months; I cuddle beneath it during the crisp months of autumn, the rainy months of spring, and occasionally even during summer when the air conditioning is blasting. Sometimes my husband squeezes next to me on the sofa under it (barely fitting), but most often it’s all mine.
There is a special history to this blanket. My husband and I bought it on a trip to Ecuador and Peru. I believe it was purchased in Quito. We had always wanted to visit South America. Neither of us had ever been there before. You may consider us to be a little silly, but we specifically chose those two countries because they are the ancestral origins of our late beloved Pacific Parrotlet, named “Lima”.
While in Peru, we definitely visited Macchu Picchu, and Cusco. We also visited Lake Titicaca via a most amazing train ride through small Peruvian towns and countryside. There you could see herds of alpacas. When the train stopped, we got off briefly at little market places. “Baby alpaca. Soft alpaca,” each vendor sang.
In Ecuador, we stayed in the beautiful city of Quito, Ecuador’s capital, which is nearly on the earth’s equator and 2,850 meters (9,350 feet) high. Then we explored the countryside and mountains in and around Cayambe Coca, led by our sweet and knowledgeable guide Patricio.
Our trip to Peru and Ecuador was splendid. When we returned home, we told our pet all about it, including a sighting of one of his distant cousins in a park in Quito. Lima also had the great pleasure of sometimes cuddling up with me under our special alpaca blanket. His feathers and body heat warmed me even more.