When we first visited what is now Root Mass Farm, Wilbur greeted us warmly–jaws agape, anxiously awaiting an edible treat. It’s been over a year now, and we’ve gotten kind of intimate.
This Monday though, he’s off to the butcher. As a farewell tribute to our farm friend, we’ve compiled some video footage of his massive snout, his bur-covered skin, and his frothy smile. Wilbur, may you always eat apples in Heaven.