Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Living in the Fires of Pentecost Pentecost Sunday but I’m in the Garden State, not Almost Heaven, and on a different pilgrimage than planned. The…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Memorial Days Day is done. Gone the sun. All is well but I’ve missed hearing the ceremonial explosive sounds of rifles…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Mothers’ Day In my Mothers’ house are many rooms, and each is many stories high. In 1875 Mary Jane Bee, a widow…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Floralia, The origin of May Day, the goodness of flowers It was once the custom to deliver a basket of flowers to the neighbors, ring the bell, and run. It…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Earth Day Two 50 lbs. sacks of Kentucky 31 grass seed are stacked under the Angel Well house waiting for a sower…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Lincoln and Lilacs “When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d”… I planted two lilacs today. The planting was scheduled to mark…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Easter Eve The upstairs rooms in this old Inn are named, decorated, and dedicated. There’s a judge’s room, an oilman’s room, a…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Holy Saturday Any sign of life? I’ve waited to ask that question all through this icy winter and stormy spring. The problem…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Siblings Day Sibling: "each of two or more children or offspring having one or both parents in common; a brother or sister." We found common ground when we finally agreed after years of…
Apple Pi Inn Holy Days in the Apple Pi Inn: Good Friday What makes this Friday sad? Good wood and nails are turned into torture. What makes this Friday Good? Our…
