Animal Farm: The Rest of the Story -- Epilogue -- The Great Orange Pig in Hell

 And it shortly came to pass…

The snarling demon cracked his whip and

The Great Orange Pig In Hell
Doodle by Forrest

shouted, “Go on – You’re here for eternity – Go on.”

“But everything is on fire!” cried the Great

Orange Pig. “Flames everywhere.”

“That’s why they call it hell,” grinned the slobbering

ghoul.

“Who are all those mournful souls flittering

just above the smoke and flames?” asked the Great

Orange Pig.

“They are all the suckers and losers who followed

you here,” snapped the fiend.

All my beautiful MAGGOTs? thought the Great

Orange Pig.

The demon pointed to a mob of raging spirits

flying destructively in all directions. The Great

Orange Pig looked confused. Who are they? Why are

they here? he wondered.

The ghoul interrupted his thoughts, “That is

the rounder of swine who you incited to turn the

Sacred Barn into a pigsty. Remember, you later pardoned

them.”

They struggled through a chaotic and terrifying

landscape. The Great Orange Pig pointed toward a

creature with two gruesome mouths, each blabbering

out of opposite sides of his face.

“Who is that ugly soul?” asked the Great Orange

Pig.

The demon replied, “That’s your VP, the

Hillbilly Piggy.”

They trudged on and a specter doing push-ups

in the molten muck became clear. It was surrounded

by shelled destroyed buildings and rotting corpses.

“Who is that disgusting being?” asked the Great

Orange Pig.

“Your Secretary of Wars of Choice, Piggy Pete,”

replied the demon.

Then they came upon a group of phantoms

floating in the smoke above the flames being swept

this way and that way by the raging winds.

“Who are they?” asked the Great Orange Pig.

“That is MAGGOT Mike’ the Squeaker of the

House and all the pigs that had turned into sheep,”

informed the beast.

Suddenly, there was a large group of lecherous

pedophile ghosts marching by and carrying an

angry-looking sow on their shoulders. The Great

Orange Pig pointed and said, “What?” The demon

just laughed and explained, “That is Ham Bondage,

your Attorney General.”

They walked on, choking on putrid fumes.

The Great Orange Pig pointed to another sow with

long flaming hair. She was surrounded by dead puppies

and frightened brown spirits. “WHO?” cried

the Great Orange Pig. “Surely you recognize Kristi

No-Room, your Homeland Security Director,”

asserted the ghoul.

They climbed a steep incline and approached

a gigantic smoldering boulder. It was bald on top.

Its most prominent feature was a gaping horrific

mouth engorged with brown bodies. Steam and

putrid water puddled at its base. The Great Orange

Pig gazed and gaped in terror. “What is this atrocity?”

he gasped. The ghoul shrugged his shoulders,

“Stephen Swine, your Border Security Nazi” he said.

“ICE melts down here!”

The demon looked up. He smiled at the threatened

spirit dominating the landscape. It dangled

threads of flame down towards the Great Orange

Pig.

“Who is this? – What does he want?” gasped the

Great Orange Pig.

“That is the Nasty Old Russian Bear,” said the

demon. “He just wants you to give him here what

you gave in life – your obedience!” the ghoul laughed.

They encountered a hoard of spirits, raging in

decreasing concentric circles above them. The Great

Orange Pig pointed up, “Who are they?”

The ogre shrugged his shoulders and laughed,

“They are the useless jackasses and jennies who ran

around in circles braying at one another while you

were destroying the Farm.”

Almost immediately, the Great Orange Pig

noted black-robed phantoms staring down on him.

He enquired of the demon, “Why do they look so

anguished?”

“They granted you immunity for your evil

deeds,” asserted the beast.

The Great Orange Pig was suddenly surrounded

by bent-over souls, struggling to drag an unmovable

obstruction from the sulfur, smoke, and flames.

“Who are these miserable spirits?” the Great Orange

Pig queried.

“This is your family, bearing the burdens of all

the evil that you have done throughout your life,”

grunted the beast.

After trudging for what seemed like eternity

through endless fire and brimstone, the Great Orange

Pig dropped to his knees, staring off in the distance.

His eye was caught by a glow, almost imperceptible

 from his vantage point. “What is that beautiful

vision?” he said pointing to the point of light.

The demon looked into the eyes of the Great

Orange Pig. 

He said softly, “The road to hell – it is

paved in gold.”

Animal Farm: The Rest of the Story
By Forrest C, Greenslade, PhD

Published By Newman Springs

Organicforrestry

Jurassic Trail

A trail tale by Forrest C Greenslade, PhD

 In June of 2025, tropical storm Andrea surged through our area in North Carolina. It brought excessive amounts of rain and strong winds. We believe that a mini tornado ran down our little creek here in Fearrington Village. It toppled dozens of mature trees, including two large Tulip Poplars in our back yard, along our sculpture garden.

It looked like Jurassic World.

 The fallen trees blocked our walking path leading from the community Creekwood Nature Trail to our pollinator garden.

We were devastated!

Our landscape guru, Craig McKeithan and I began to cut a gap in one of the trees that blocked the walking path.

When he sawed through the tree, the root ball up righted with a thunderous thump and slipped back into the creek. Craig made a second cut and used a shale bar to position the log and open the walking path. 

Then -- What should we do with the gigantic up right tree trunk?

Make it into a dinosaur -- of course.

I went to work in my Organic Forrestry Studio to sculpt dino-parts from galvanized steel roof flashing. Using a pointillism technique, I painted the pieces with purple and orange exterior house paint.

Everyone knows that dinosaurs were purple and orange -- Right?

Craig then, attached the parts onto the tree trunk.

Voila!!!

 

I created a baby dinosaur, and Craig attached him to the rest of the fallen tree.

Now, folks could walk the path and pass through between the mother and baby dinosaurs.

That was in June. Craig and I cleaned up as much of the fallen trees as we could, but it was beyond our capability,

I called in tree experts who scheduled a complete cut down of the two 100 ft plus trees tangled up in the woods. 

They came in September.

Philip Tyndall and crew came with all their equipment.

They cut up the gigantic trunks.

They climbed up into the trees and cut down the fallen trees entangled in the standing trees.

With a mini skid, Philip moved a 14 ft log and placed it in the exact location along the trail that I had designated.

For the last few weeks, I had been in the shop making a 14 ft yellow and green dinosaur from roof flashing.

Yes -- they were those colors too!

Craig and I carried him down to the log that Philip had placed and we installed him on the log.

Jurassic Trail is ready for folks to enjoy.

Lemonade!!!

Organic Forrestry Studio, Gallery and Sculpture Garden

149 Tinderwood
Pittsboro, NC 27312
919-545-9743
http://www.organicforrestry.com 

Make a Native Bee Nesting Sculpture

There are a variety of ways to nurture native bees in our gardens. I like to combine native bee nesting units into sculptural designs. This one starts with galvanized steel roof flashing and plastic plumbing tubing.   

Fist, I cut a piece of the plastic tube to be just a little longer that the cardboard nesting tubes that can be purchased from Crown Bees. I cut a paper pattern to guide the design of flower petals. 

I used this to cut petals from galvanized steel.

I fashioned the first layer of petals around the plastic tube.

Using the paper pattern, I cut additional layers of petals and leaves. They were epoxied them to the sculpture.

I used a pointalism technique to paint the sculpture with exterior house paint. We installed our Bee Nest Sculpture on a tree near our pollinator garden. We filled the cone with nesting tubes.

Bee - Utiful Garden

 

Make your backyard more bee-utiful this spring!

https://conservingcarolina.org/habitat-at-home-a-bee-utiful-backyard/ 

For many, the ideal spring garden is colored with blooming flowers and and filled with the busy sounds buzzing of bees. Have you ever thought about what kinds of bees those might be? You might imagine honey bees or bumble bees, but did you know there are hundreds of native bee species in North Carolina alone?! In this month’s Habitat at Home, learn about some of our lesser-known native bees and what you can do to bring these docile, beneficial pollinators to your garden.

More Than Honey Bees

North Carolina is home to hundreds of native bees – and the honey bee isn’t one of them! In fact, the honey bee we know and love is originally from Europe! Most native bees here in WNC are solitary bees, or bees that live alone instead of living in a hive.

The mason bee and the leaf cutter bee are good examples of native solitary bees. These species of bees cannot build their own tunnels, instead laying their eggs in pre-existing tunnels in wood. In the wild these tunnels are made by other insects, but humans can provide ‘bee hotels’ by drilling holes in wood pieces and placing them in the garden, or fitting together even pieces of bamboo. Both mason bees and leaf cutter bees can be found in North Carolina, and are likely to visit a ‘bee hotel’ if you build one! Using mud or cut leaves, these bees will create compartments to lay individual eggs, leaving them to grow up on their own. Leaf cutter bees even create a ‘wallpaper’ using leaves to protect their eggs from moisture in the wood.

Butterfly Garden

For several months, I have been creating sculptural butterfies from galvanized steel flashing. They are painted with exterior housepaint, so they can live indoors or out in your garden. I sell them for $100 plus the cost of shipping and handling. They are living all over the world. You can see them in our Forrest Dweller Sculpture Garden in Fearrington Village, NC. This collection will be featured in the 2019 North Carolina Botanical Garden Sculpture in the Garden Show beginning in September. If you are interesting in learning more about my butterflies, email me at fgreenslade@nc.rr.com or call be at 919-545-9743.

Here is a sampling:

Adonis Blue

American Copper

Atlas Moth

Banded Orangre

\

Bue Morpho

California Sister

Black and Orangr

Dead Leaf

Lime Swallowtail

Luna Moth

Monarch

Painted Lady

Purple Admiral

Red Admiral

Add caption

Sleepy Orange

Spicebushush Swallowtai

Sulphur

Tiger Swallowtail

Zebra Swallowtail

BeeLeive It Or Not

I had made a series of boxes to serve as native bee nesting boxes. I decorated them with a folk art flower design. Some Mason Bees have taken advantage of them over the last couple of years. Carolina Wrens also liked them.

We noticed some saw dist on our deck and thought that Carpenter Bees were attacking the trim on the house. Then we noticed a bee fluttering around the painted flowers on the boxes.

Here is a cloce up of her on a flower.








Then, we were surprised to see that she had "drilled" a hole through the very center of one of the flowers. She was slithering in and out of the hole. She had made holes in the center of other painted flowers on the boxes.

We have never heard of this phenomenon.

I decided to add branch cuttings to the boxes. I painted similar flowers on the ends to see if the bees might make holes in them.

Stay tuned!

UNC Native Bee Sculptures Installed

The final step in the Fall 2016 Maker In Residence project was the installation of the student sculptures in the Coker Arboretum and the Community Garden.




Coker Arboretum curator Margo MacIntyre worked with me to display sculptures in trees near the arbor entrance of the garden.







Annie McDarris' little flower 














Ritam Chakraborty's "trompe l'eoil" tree branch










Nissa Coit's remembrance of Alice in Wonderland









Community Garden  staff and volunteers pause in their labors to pose with Zachary Gonzales' bright flower sculpture

Zac's piece 
















Sarah Wright's colorful balloon. Sarah volunteers at the Community Garden 
















Laurina Bird's abstract form












Helina Wolf also went abstract and finished her sculpture in bright yellow












Nancy Dianderas' "Curious" owl












Liza Zhytkova's Aztec sun god 














Zita Voros' tarnished bronze flower













We are blessed to have these excellent botanical gardens in our UNC community. Visit the Coker Arboretum and the Community Garden to see these creative student sculptures.