Reminds me of Gretchen's favorite Warrant song...

If May/June was asparagus (spargel) season, we have evidently now moved on to cherry season. If you drive around the countryside, it seems like all the small towns will have at least one place with a big "KIRSCH" sign selling fresh cherries. Plus, it turns out our neighborhood is jam-packed with cherry trees, and unlike the ones in DC, these actually produce cherries (see picture below). Today there were people on my block with big ladders picking cherries from their trees. The only downside (other than not really caring that much for cherries) is that they fall over the ground, and Grady of course wants to eat them, pit and all. Walking down our street is a bit like negotiating a minefield in that regard.