The Community Celebrates With Pie
I do love our Mountain Brook community. I think it embodies what community is supposed to be—people coming together to make life better for everyone.
This pie social went very smoothly. A crew of five guys showed up at 2 pm to begin setting out tables and chairs. They hoisted three popup canopies and put out the “Event Ahead” signs on the road. Our cooks brought the ingredients to make pulled pork sandwiches and nachos. And we had a steady string of bakers bringing in pies, all kind of pies. This is Sarah, getting the pies ready to serve:
We had more than enough volunteers, divided into two shifts. We try to keep a clicker count of the number of attendees and Sunnie thought we had about 250, which is 100 more than the spring pie social. People stayed around to help clean up and we were done by 8:00 pm. We don’t have a final count of how much money we raised, but I am fairly sure we surpassed donations given at the spring pie social. Our community is very generous. We sold another $300 worth of quilt raffle tickets and raffled off the quilt near the end of the social.
Now I just need to organize everything into a notebook that can be handed off to the next pie social chairman.
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The husband’s main task yesterday was setting up the trailer for transporting the pigs. We don’t have the best setup for getting in and out of our pig pasture, but that’s going to change soon. There is a large water maple in the way. I hate water maples. They don’t have a trunk per se; they have a collection of thin trunks that grow from the base of the tree, and they also have spindly branches that hang down. As far as I am concerned, they are a very large weed. The husband had to trim the large water maple and a smaller one so he could back the trailer up to the gate.
Here he is removing the small water maple:
The husband told me that after the pigs go to the processor, he plans to take out the large water maple and clear that area. He is also adding another gate to the pasture so he can get equipment in and out of there. The next time we raise pigs, it will be much easier to load them into the trailer.
The tomatoes are coming on and I threw about 10 gallon zip bags full into the freezer I defrosted last weekend. I’m going to try to stay ahead of the curve and start making sauce this week—and hopefully get to do some sewing. The weather is supposed to cool down mid-week. I might get out the bin of sweater knits.