It really would have been more convenient--here in the middle of this week in which my usual activities and my carefully-constructed plans have been derailed by a crazy rash and, as a result, I feel behind in...oh...just about every area of life--to pretend to forget that the date today was of any mathematical significance.
But since it only comes once a year, and since it's such a sweet celebration, it seemed worth the effort to observe it.
Last year we celebrated with grape pie. This year the recipe for Colorado peach pie caught my eye, so I made two this afternoon...which is fortunate because we finished up an entire one for supper tonight, and I'm glad to know that there's another one left for tomorrow. :)
It's good to have such wonderful neighbors. ;-)
Oh, and happy Pi Day to all!! :)