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Cherry Picking

Wednesday, June 19, 2013



One of my favorite things about living in a tiny old neighborhood is that you're so close to your neighbors. The other day, while watering my victory garden, a neighbor two fences down yelled over to me to introduce herself and invite us to come over and pick cherries from her big old cherry tree. She said she has pints of them dehydrated and frozen and she invites all of the neighbors to come any time and get what they can before the birds get all of them.

We went yesterday and picked a few handfuls but she said  to come back in the morning too, when many of the lower branches would have lots of perfectly ripe ones. After breakfast this morning, the kids and I walked down the alley to gather some lovely red cherries to snack on today. Although I'd love to make cherry preserves or pies, my little ones don't let fruit sit around for any period of time. I love walking through back alleys of the neighborhood. There are so many old gates, fences and beautiful heirloom gardens. Many of these bits have been around since the 30s and 40s. The people that live here do little to change this historic town, adding their own rustic picket fences and vintage patio furniture.




Olivia is already an expert and getting the pits out. Yesterday, while watching Tangled and sitting on her Dora couch, she'd pluck a cherry out of the bowl, give it a squeeze between her thumb and finger and POP! out comes the pit. She tosses the pit into a separate bowl while the other hand pops the cherry into her mouth.

 

I pulled a few branches down so the kids could reach the lower cherries.



 Rhys, the little stink that he is, loves to mash the cherries and toss them to the ground so we stuck the bowl in the branches so he wouldn't destroy them all. He cried, "A cherry bowl!! Up high!"




Once our vegetables ripen, I'm going to drop off a basket of them for her in exchange for these beautiful jewels.

9 Responses to “Cherry Picking”

  1. Oh, the heartwarming memories of picking cherries in my own small neighbourhood as a youngster that this post brings back. The Okanagan Valley where I lived now (and lived then) is Canada's most famous cherry producing region, and at one point it wasn't uncommon to find cherry trees all around the town (there are still some, but the bulk are in the orchards and outlying areas). We didn't have any in our own yard ever, but we always seemed to have neighbours that did and who would happily let us pick all we wanted, which my mom would promptly can and freeze, but not before she made a few to-die-for pies first.

    Three cheers for summer and all the sweet, wonderful fun of cherry season!

    ♥ Jessica

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  2. Oh cherries are my favorite fruits!!!!
    They are still not ready to be pick here in France, perhaps at the end of the month.

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  3. How fun! Your kids look like they had a great time!
    xx
    Alexa

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  4. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh they looked so cute and happy! I miss those two! And those cherries looked super yummy too! Fun! xox

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  5. I miss our cherry tree. They were sour cherries, and while they weren't always good for snacking they were absolutely perfect to bake with. Tart cherry pie with vanilla ice cream.....mmmmmmmmmm! Thanks for bringing back delicious memories! :)

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  6. How lovely to be able to pick your own cherries like that!

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  7. I love cherries...and even better when they are hand-picked! On a side note, your daughter looks so much like you!!!! A mini-Brittany - so cute!!!

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  8. How fun, and what a great way to meet a neighbor. Part of me would love to have a tall fence on our one neighbor side (the other side has a tall fence as it's against an alley), as the hermit crab in me would love to frolic in complete privacy in our little backyard. lol But then I remember that last year our neighbor shared cucumbers from his garden (his yard is strangely almost entirely cement except a small garden in which he had a thriving veggie garden). One day I even went outside and their was a bag of cucumbers hanging on our side of the fence! :)

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