Cherry Picking

It was a nice day, so I went cherry picking with a colleague, just outside the city and then after a rugged mountain road.

Last year, we also picked cherries in this village. The red cherries hung all over the branches, sweet, picked off and sent directly to the mouth, fresh and delicious. At that time met a very warm-hearted old man, picked a lot of cherries to give us to eat.

The grandfather's house is a beautiful small yard, this year we again into the small yard, her daughter very warmly greeted us, take us to pick cherries.

We talked about how thankful we were for the cherries we picked last year, but she said indifferently that the grandfather was no longer there.

I hesitated for a moment and asked if it was because of illness. She said no, it was a car accident.

We were surprised and sorry, such a nice person, so unexpected.

She said yes, people, what's the point.

Last year today, things are different. moncler outlet online We were very enthusiastic about picking cherries for us to eat and didn't charge us for them. When we came back this year, he was gone, so it was a surprise.

We picked ten pounds of cherries this year, half as much as last year.