picking cherries on the 4th of July?
I thought it was a great way to spend the day. But you wouldn't know it from my face. At least Loretta was smiling. She says it looks like I am singing to the tree. That got me thinking about songs with cherries in them. Not so many. "I Gave My Love a Cherry." "Life is Just a Bowl of Cherries." "Sakura, sakura." (Cherry blossoms) Do you know others? Vanilla remembered "Billy Boy." How could I forget that one?
Here's what we got today.
Then they had to be pitted. Took an hour! But they are all frozen except for a few that didn't make a full container. Starter for the next batch. The trees are loaded and not too many worms. This is the best cherry year for my trees that I remember.
Of course, it didn't take all day. I also fixed a flat tire on my bike, bought some fence post stakes, pulled some old rabbit fencing out of the tall grass (big job), staked half my larger plot around the pumpkins (it's going to be even harder to get out the second half of the fencing), made salad, cooked hot dogs, reported a bunch of cases for my "real job," and did my internet stuff. I guess it sounds like I was busy!
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