There are two sour cherries trees in our front yard, and the last two weeks it all came to fruition: the cherries gleaming ruby red, then picked, and pitted, and frozen. I was able to get one large batch picked before the blue jays decided they would spend their days in our trees, feasting on cherries and squawking at us if we came near. Then, two baby deer found the trees, and they were so beautiful nibbling on the bright red fruit in the setting sun, that I decided to let nature enjoy its b...
