Saturday, July 25, 2009
happiness is a bowl of cherries
When I was a child I loved to climb any tree, but to climb a cherry tree was pretty much to climb to heaven.
My grandparents had cherry trees in their yard and I would take a bucket to put some cherries in, but instead of filling the container, I'd sit in the tree and feast on cherries until I couldn't eat any more.
I'm still inclined to eat too many cherries, and I while I do it, to think back to those happy times in a tree surrounded with that sweet, juicy fruit.
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