My family just went to this place to pick cherries. It was around 30 minutes away. To get there, we drove through a farm filled with different fruiting trees.
I don’t normally eat the fruit when we go for fruit picking. So, before we started picking cherries, my dad said that for every cherry I eat, I get 1 more minute of screen time. Soon, he would regret that.
Once we got there, the first thing we saw was a lake fenced off with a few sheep on the land in there.
We also saw some people feeding the sheep. We suspected that they work there. Fido started barking at the sheep as we paid for the entry fee, and we walked into the place.
There were rows and rows of large cherry trees. We didn’t pick from the first trees we saw, though. They were just light red cherries. We moved towards the back. As we slowly moved to a more isolated spot, the cherries we picked got better until we reached the end and found the very best cherries.
We started filling our buckets. And that’s when I had my first cherry. They tasted so sweet and juicy. I started eating so many of them. Until I got to more than 50. My parents seemed like they were giving me too much screen time. So they started making excuses like I will vomit. But I continued till I got to 64.
We let Fido try eating a cherry, but he didn’t want it. I got full and stopped eating. So we continued to fill up the bucket. Once the bucket was full,l we started heading back.
When we were heading back, my dad wanted to see if I knew what these power line-looking things were. I didn’t know, so I asked someone nearby, and they said it was for putting nets over the whole field. I imagined what that would look like. When we were walking back to the car, we passed by the sheep again, and Fido barked. We got in the car and started heading back.
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It was such an amazing experience, and I honestly wish I could go back and do it all over again. Everything about it was so enjoyable. One of the best parts was tasting the cherries. They were incredibly fresh, sweet, and juicy. And I’m going to make my parents take me there again.
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