Cherries

I just noticed a litter of cherry stems on the floor and my heart sank.  I had told Amelie to spit the pits into a bowl and faintly remember her mrrrrmp – ing about it noncommitally.  Found the bowl of cherries, no sign of the pits.

Well, what’s done is done.  Hope she doesn’t get a tummy ache.

And then I started to nibble on the cherries and couldn’t figure out why so many of my beautiful cherries were blemished.  It almost looked like something took little bites out of each one.

Oh.  Right.

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