A bowl of cherries

It’s cherry picking time, on the roadside 10 miles away from home there are wild cherry trees that often produce a fine crop of fruit. There’s no verge and so it’s very difficult to collect too many without being an obstruction on the highway, however I managed to collect few of the delicious fruits and stuffed them in my cycling jersey pocket. Auntie managed devour all of them bar three after her Sunday lunch.