Cherry Candles, available here at Olive and Cocoa
I have already told you about my cherry fetish, so of course could not resist when my sister-in-law invited me to go cherry picking with her and her children yesterday.
This was not an all-day adventure, I drove about four minutes to a cherry orchard between our house and town and we picked cherries for maybe an hour. Maybe.
A young boy, about ten, drove me on his four-wheeler to meet my group who were deep in the orchards by the time I arrived. The cherries hang low enough that even my five year old nephew had no trouble filling up his basket. This might even be the perfect mandatory-fruit-picking family excursions.
Growing up we drove an hour to the nearest apple orchard and the highlight was always the gift shop after picking, where we would buy cider and fudge. And of course the apple sauce my mom would make that night we would eat with a pork roast.
The most wonderful thing about this excursion, though, was meeting the lovely family who owned and operated the orchard. A couple with two children, a daughter, eight, and the son, my escort, ten, all lean and tan and helping to weigh and bag the cherries.
Let me not presume anything about these peoples lives. All I know is that they could not have been friendlier and had the kind of healthy glow you only see in a J.Crew catalogue. On the back of their t-shirts they had this logo: Work Hard- Have Faith- Play to Win.
Works for me.
Xoxo,
Jenny
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