(to remind myself)

this is the kind of amazing thing i get to do:

deeann and bob raise a pig.

we feed it donuts and fruit throughout its life.

a bunch of us go to see it slaughtered.

then we have sausage and eggs for breakfast. (um?)

chris butchers the pig and uses every bit of it (except the ears, which he gives to charlene for another project).

then, on a day when i really don't feel like going up and seeing everyone, when i'd really rather be home alone and mope, we make dinner, and celebrate the life and death of this pig.

it was a day with perfect light, and hand-cranked ice cream.

it was the kind of day i hope i never forget.