Record yields with the cherries this year, and after all the worry, no major competition from the birds.
The wonderful thing about my little cherry grove is that it is a great way to catch up on chats and have a good visit with friends.
This was my third group of migrant workers-- who, as you can CLEARLY see, sat down on the job the second my back was turned, right under the (long) noses of the turned-out-to-be-lazy-and-incompetent not to mention hairy supervisors-- and am expecting a few more later this week.
I soon righted the wrongs and cracked the cherrying whip and everyone went home with bowls and bags and containers full...
... even me...
... lovely way to spend a few hours in the day.
Now to freeze and 'process' them for later reminders of the beautiful summer.