I’ve been thinking of cherries despite the tendency to think of strawberries this time of the year. Sweet cherries were the first fruit I picked at a farm. They were deep red and bursting with juice: I remember the farmer telling me to retain the stem when picking so the fruit doesn’t lose any drips of juice. This was many years ago at a farm in Maryland. I haven’t since picked sweet cherries at a farm; the closest I came to was a farm with cherry trees that unfortunately never seemed to bear fruit because of untimely weather.

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