Can't blame the birds really. The cherries certainly look like the best fruit around. I wondered if they were ripe enough. Well, the birds spent no time in pondering that question. They just dove right in, big beaks and empty bellies. Just minutes after this picture was taken, the cherries were gone.
Here's the full story. The birds took a peck or two. I knew they'd be back from more, so I hustled in and ate all the ones with peck holes in them. We had a little race, the birds and I. My besting them was front and center of the Things I get to do today. The birds tested the ripeness. I finished off whatever they said was ready. There were six cherries on this branch. That's this year's harvest. Next year I'll have bird netting or a cat draped in the crotch of the tree.
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| Lapins. Irresistible, indeed! |
Cherries are wonderful. At my grandma's house, the adults picked as high as they could reach, some ladders involved. The birds got the rest. At his house my brohter built a scaffolding to use at cherry time. It involved getting onto his flat garage roof to continue picking.
ReplyDeleteWell, I'll get ready with the ladders. My baby tree is only two summers old here. It has Lapin, Bing, Sweetheart and Rainier Cherries grafted on it. Cherries ARE wonderful!
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