Showing my 98%

The rest of 2% is doubtable.

A full garden of unpicked cherries, all you need is to raise your hand. Soon you will find yourself up in the tree, picking. Someone, stop me! I'm getting childish again!

By the way, when I was a child it was hard to get me down from trees. I loved the fruits, the shade, the wind blowing up there and the aerial view. Has anyone seen a kid in a tree lately?

Don't get wrong ideas, I am picking for my Cherry Liqueur!

Happy Birthday, Leo!
Happy Birthday, Tom!
Happy Birthday, Alexander!