Yesterday I went looking for some cherries because I wanted to make cherry chocolate chunk ice cream. I have a policy of picking my own fruit. We live between two and six miles of any summer fruit you could want so I take advantage of this luxury and only eat the fruit I picked myself. There are a couple of reasons, really. When we were kids we 'learned' to pick and went out a lot with mom as a summer-something-to-do thing. But I learned to love everything about the experience. It's quiet. It's beautiful. It's peace filled. It's delicious. It's cheaper. It's just too easy to NOT do it.
So, living in the midst of orchards and pick-your-own farms, I pick. It's what summer is for me.
There is just so much to choose from!
For a city girl the eggs are really the fun part.
And, yes, I did get the cherries. The place was absolutely packed with people. So I got just what I needed and knew when I needed more I could just wander back and pick a couple more pounds. Now, on to that ice cream!