A few years back I was able to pick sone of the cherries from my tree. Mostly, the birds get them as they are quite high up. This is a small bowl of the sweet beauties. I even have a smaller tree frim the same stock. This year I thought I was winning. Lots and lots of frothy white blossoms hung upon the lower boughs. There were berries uncountable, that ia until recent rains and strong winds forced ‘the drop’. So, instead of a glut, I am down to miserly rations, Boo Hoo.
Be good to each other.