This is, obviously, the first piece of my Pie. This Pie is named after a small, stupid sheep, named Pie. Pie was too long, we think, in the birth canal of his mother, another sheep. As a result, he had brain damage, which eventually did disappear. While it lasted though, he was piteously amusing; turning his small head over his back, til the two touched. From this, he was named Stargazing Pie. The "Pie" because he is spotted black and white; Cute as Pie! Pie is a normal lamb now; small, plump, and stupid. Pictures of Pie are hopefully to follow.
Well, Pie, here we are! It is just another day at this lovely acreage where I am staying. The kittens skittering about, chickens stealing cat scraps, turkeys wandering all over the place. I awoke this morning with the noise of a crop-duster flying low above the fields. The sunlight dappling the gravel driveway is comforting, the glimpsees of two horses in a pen are simple and quiet. Taking a moment, I imagine this farm in the rain; warm summer rain: lovely. May this day bring you peace as well. Pie it Up!
Well, today many of the Honraths' guests departed. Minnesota good byes, (even though this is Iowa) were plenty. Actually, however, we do have two Pies in the house! One of the lovely Honrath girls made a peach pie and an apple pie yesterday! We are all just chilling out here, some of us are cleaning and others are working on whatever needs to be done. But, seeing as it's Sunday, we probably won't work more than is needed. May you always have enough Pie!
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