Outside my window there's a slight breeze--and the breeze brings closer to me the branches of my cherry tree, with its not yet ready cherries. the cherries are still green and turning slightly yellow--those farther from the shade, in the sun, have pink tinges on the sides that are in the full sun.
We usually pick cherries early in June. Last year was an abberation--the spring was so cold that the tree bloomed late, and the cherries didn't ripen until mid-June. The scratching of the branches against the windows reminds me that I need to cut the branches back after the cherries are picked.
We'll pick most of the cherries, and the birds will feast on the rest.
Lila
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