Life is a Bowl of Cherries

Life is a bowl of cherries and I am merely a pit. A few weeks ago we awoke to an abundance of red globular cherries dripping off the branches of the cherry tree in our backyard. What bounty! We talked about the symbolism of this tree of plenty, bleeding red like life itself. Birds perched in the top branches feasting while we coped with the yield of cherries on the lower branches. There was more than enough to share! We nestled a ladder against the sturdy trunk so we could go higher to pick this luscious fruit. We gave some to good neighbors and froze what we couldn't eat. It struck me that despite its small size, the cherry is so much bigger than I am, that here I am at its center, its lush red meat the great community and world around me. It made me consider the abundance in my life.


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