I am not a happy mother at the moment. My beautiful, darling daughter just spoke in church on Sunday. She did a wonderful job and looked so gorgeous doing it. I was so proud.
Then the next day she comes home with her hair looking like this. YUCK is the word that comes to my mind.
Anyway, moving on... We have a pie cherry tree in our yard. When we planted it, it had an apricot tree tag on it, but low and behold, these are definitely not apricots. None of us even like cherry pie, but my husband can not stand to see something go to waste, so today we picked and washed and pitted for hours. I have no clue what we are going to do with them, but they are ready for something.
The fruits of our labors. We have 3 huge bowls of these. Anybody interested? If you'll come pick them up, they are yours!
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At least it will grow out! Maybe I'll come get some cherries and make cobbler. Now that I like. Pie, not so much.
Oh...I love cherries. I may be stopping by.
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