The Pie
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The Pie

Four grain bins. Three with Christmas lights arranged in the shape of Christmas trees and one in the shape of a snowman.
Spotted just a few miles south of the Land of Kent on what was once called Adeway Road, named after George Ade, and it was the first paved road from Chicago to Indianapolis.

Christmas Day and Stu’s Final Rhyming Reflections

Four corn bins with Christmas lights and Jupiter, Saturn, and Venus in dark sky above
Jupiter is at the top left, Venus is right over the bins, and Saturn is the faint dot right between the two.
A large pear tree with blossoms
The symbolism of a pear tree can be whatever you’re looking for. Stu suggests looking for and finding more than that. This is a hundred-year-old pear tree on Hackberry Farm, where Stu used to live, where Rhettie spent many summers, which my great-grandfather Mashino (orig. Maginot) planted.

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7th Pie Theory from Bug Stu and Allie Space-Owl. There are six pies represented in the American Economic Tray, and we need a 7th. It leads to a way funner way than the fray we have today — per Stu and Allie. And so long Postmodernism. And hopefully, so long Stralfs.

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T.J. Storey

T.J. Storey

Former teacher, Jeanne’s husband, Brandon’s and Elyse’s dad. No guru/no woo woo. Fan of how-things-work and what it means for our kids, theirs, theirs,…

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