Once a year, for just one to two weeks, I have cherries from my own two trees – sweet and warm from the sun and eaten almost as soon as they’re picked. The trees produce for more than two weeks, but competition with the birds shortens even that brief season. They swoop in at the first scent of sugar and start with the ripe ones (just like I do but there are more of them). Once the birds have picked those clean, they happily move on to the unripened and at that point it is over. They win. They always do.
Right now though, there are abundant cherries and we all get a tummy full.
But it’s also goodbye to the grapefruit – my tree has been giving me sweet ruby reds since December and has earned its rest.
Easter weekend was fuller than usual. I got to spend a full day with a much loved nephew and his family.
Family and fruit has made me unbloggy. I feel like a lazy bee in the summer, riding the air and drunk with honey.
Back soon.
You can have wealth concentrated in the hands of a few, or democracy. But you cannot have both.
There’s always something to learn. I didn’t know you had cherry trees. Didn’t even know cherry trees thrived in Florida. Must add it to the gardening wish list.
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take your time….
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What cultivar of cherries? A sweet type, I presume?
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I’m not sure of the proper name – you can see the pix. They have rather large pits.
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Florida trees don’t bear year round???
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No! Some varieties have slightly different seasons I suppose, but winter is citrus season. And summer/fall is ORANGE BLOSSOM season. Sweetest smell in the world.
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What poetry you write. Lazy bee, riding the air, drunk with honey. Chris should see this.
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