Three guesses

I'll give you three guesses what I'll be doing this weekend.

Here's a hint. The husband's uncle has a cherry orchard. I told you about how we pitted and processed his montmorency cherries last weekend. But he also grows tartarian cherries, which are large, dark red, and lip-smacking good sweet cherries.



His crop of tartarian cherries this year was really odd, probably due to our unusually cold winter and spring. Many of his trees didn't have cherries at all, and others had smaller cherries or cherries that were ripening at different times. The bottom line is that he decided it wasn't worth it to try to harvest them to sell.

That is music to my ears. Because if it isn't worth selling them, it isn't worth picking them, and then scavengers like me are allowed to go raid the trees. :)

So the husband and I went over there the other night and found about three trees that were just loaded with cherries.



We probably picked close to 80 pounds of cherries, and I spent yesterday sorting them and washing them by hand. That's much harder to do without a giant water bath and conveyor belt!

Now I'm faced with the unenviable task of pitting all those suckers, one at a time, by hand...



Oh, yeah. I also have to do something with all those apricots you see in the background!