The alpaca weaving that this young girl is coyly displaying for me, and the camera, lays on the back of the sofa in my family room. It's a standout in the room, but it wasn't so extraordinary when up against the hundreds of beautiful textile exhibited in booth after booth, row after row, market after market. This one was irresistible to me because of the salesgirl. Very young --her mother was in the back of the booth giving her full rein--she convinced us with her beautiful eyes that this one was a keeper. Every time I see the deep greens and warm reds against the couch, I recall with fondness wandering around the bustling markets in Peru, especially the market in Pisac, where we were lucky enough to spend a few moments with this charming, engaging salesgirl.