Just some of the many sites if you can make it to our Pino Pie Day this Saturday. The garden is looking quite wonderful, if I may say so. The lavender field is lovely, and the purple haze is there in one third of the 3 acres. The third full season is the charm in this draught tolerant perennial bed. The weather appears to cooperating. I might not eat pie for a while after this Saturday, and I might be as big as Boone, but hey, you only live within earthly delights once.
I've been working so hard pulling it all together. I just hope I have one or two moments where I can sit down with a piece of pie, look in Pino's eyes, and remember why we are doing this. I have to run, Pino's toes need daisies on them, and I have to buy the pounds of butter for pie - local of course.
