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There’s a lovely little sour cherry tree in the corner of our house tucked by the garage which I can see from our kitchen window. Oodles of wee red cherries. I truly didn’t anticipate having any left over to pick after the birds, but…

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20 pounds later…I recall the drippy, sticky mess of spending hours in the cherry orchard as a youngster. I always did prefer eating picking the sweet ones. One for the bucket, three for me. One for the bucket, three tossed at friends and two for me.

Looks like I need a good cherry pie recipe!

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