We went cherry picking yesterday. Now, all winter long, I think that I do not care for cherries at all. But then summer comes, and I simply cannot stop eating them.
So we went Down the Street to my Gracious Aunts House, and Raided her Cherry Tree. You have no idea how much fun it was. How disgusting the spiders were. How utterly delicious those fat, round, bursting-with-devestatingly-red-juice, tempting little fruits were. I tried not to eat too many, because it would be dreadful to be sick of cherries -- nevertheless, my tongue was stained a very brilliant fuschia color at the end of the hour. Aaah. Thank the Lord for cherries.