Llamas, family, friends
The Sentinel
It is evening in the high Sierra.
The sun has disappeared below distant mountains obscuring the meadow.
Chilled air drains down from surrounding peaks.
Deep in the wilderness one llama stands guard while the others bed down for the night.
Stars begin to appear in the darkening sky.
Unseen predators may lurk in the gloaming.
One llama will watch until it is his turn to sleep
Then another will stand to take his place.
Melinda Van Bossuyt
July 31, 2007