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Pies in the Sky

Rolling out the dough across the floured countertop becomes her silent lament. Time was the kitchen would filled with bustling bodies. Twice yearly they baked pies — fall apple; summer blueberry. Fruit would be harvested and sorted, washed and peeled, tiny hands sticky with everything.

Fewer local farms now, fruit comes in small plastic supermarket boxes. Sighing, she drops flattened pastry into a glass dish, pale sides overhanging. Her late husband would always reminisce upon pies of the past, still his “Blue Ribbons” went to each resting by the windowsill.



A 99-word story for Charli at Carrot Ranch. This week’s prompt was… Pie.







Updated: July 25, 2017 — 12:59 pm


  1. Very sad. I think those of us of a certain age–and even younger people who, after all, are not immune to the passing of time–can relate to this. I have recently vowed to resist the industrialization of food as much as I can. Hard task indeed. How I would like to join your narrator this morning.

    1. Yes, it is hard to resist the gravity of the industrialized because it is so omnipresent. Maybe slow food — taking the time with homemade pie — is the surest antidote. And I felt the same about the woman in the piece. It was both sad and inspiring watching her movements filled with loving despair.

  2. Sad, and yet it has the nostalgia that pie can evoke.

    1. Thank you Charli. I tried to do the prompt proud.

  3. I haven’t had breakfast and this sounds way too good.Evokes, well, summer pies.

    1. I know. Ever since I wrote the piece I have craved pie.

  4. Somber and evocative. I love it!

  5. What a sweet little story. The “tiny hands sticky with everything” line made me think of my boys when they were young and sticky. They still dig in on those rare occasions when I make pies, but they’re able to keep their hands clean. 🙂

    1. Thank you Rica. I have to admit that was my favorite line in the piece.

  6. Perfect pastry. Sam reminiscences make for a heart-felt story.

  7. There is nothing more delicious than a homemade pie. What a touching story and memory. ♥

    1. Thanks for that. I had fun with this prompt.

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