Cherry picking

We went cherry picking the other weekend on Paula’s farm. As soon as Devon saw the cherry trees he started begging for them. The fruit looked amazing — deep red, juicy, trembling on branches in the light wind.

  

We must’ve collected at least seven pounds of cherries that day. Devon ate his way through the whole batch in less than a week. We made a tiny fruit bat. This is his face after finishing the last cherry:

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