Although Kara and I are not very hip to the gossip we try to carry on the tradition of our mothers and grand mothers of picking fruit and spending hot summer afternoons in the shade chopping, pitting and talking. Sunday we harvested choke cherries ( I think thats what they are)
from Kara's yard and pitted them until we were coated in sticky red juice.
The cherries are very small--almost more pit than cherry which makes filling a bag a long task. But it gives you all day to chat and they make a darn good pie.
the empty cherry bowl ready for more pickin
my cherry bag and pits
picking from the trimmed branches
Stay tuned for something wonderful and cherrylicious. Any ideas?
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