Open love letter to a dirt farmer

The Dirt Farmer doesn't read my blog which gives me an enormous amount of latitude to share the inner sanctum of my love for him...or pictures of him in odd farm like poses.

As I looked out over the small sea of people at Pie Day I could hear 'Yummm" as they tasted my pie and when more than one person at a time would "Yum", it resonated in some kind of spiritual farm orchestra with the bees humming in the nearby gardens.

My Dirt Farmer was busy rushing about as I was on Pie Day and we really never came together because our roles were to host...and guide small fingers holding carrots. As I caught glimpses of him through out the day, standing next to the many structures he has built for our farm, including the Donkey Hug area and many outside "rooms', I'd get one of those "Yum-Bee-Buzz" resonances in my heart.

When the guests had all left, someone caught this picture of two middle aged dirt farmers wearing carefully selected hats sitting exactly where they belong.

A sigh after pie

Another Pie Day has left the hosts, both donkey and human, exhausted but fulfilled.

Pino gets press

A couple weeks ago the local paper asked to visit Apifera to interview me about Pie Day and my efforts to help animals in need.

It's always shocking to see yourself blown up way big, even if it is the local rag. I can only imagine the shock a movie star feels when first seeing themselves on screen. But I just adored this picture of me and Pino. There was also a nice one of Old Man Guinnias and that made me extra happy. [Photos © News Register]

The reporter wrote a fine article, and we appreciate it. There were a couple small errors, so just to be clear, Pino is not a rescue donkey but came from a loving farm right up the road a ways, as did Lucia. And while I am raising funds and awareness for our friends at Peaceful Valley Donkey Rescue [all apron sales go to them this year], I do not own that Rescue.

We are very excited and still rushing like lunatics to get all the details just right for our guests. Tomorrow Pino's beloved porta potty arrives as well as our dear friend all the way from New York City. And like there wasn't enough going on, a very special elderly gentleman will be arriving too, delivered by two angels. But I will tell you all about that after Pie Day.