Cherries!

Our friends Gracie and Nicholas had just arrived at our doorstep. “Time for cherry picking,” I shouted. My sister and I slapped on our shoes and hopped on their car.

We played a couple games on the long trip to the cherry farms. But when we finally got there, we were exhausted. Gracie, Nicholas, their parents, Emily, my Grandparents, my Parents, and I trudged toward the giant grove of trees.

Our group grabbed buckets and started picking cherries. They were big, red, and overall delicious, and we ate tons upon tons upon tons of the berry-licious fruit. When we were chock-full of cherries, we picked a little more to take home, or if you call a little 6 pounds.

We went to a nectarine farm, but I’m sorry to say that it was terrible. Most weren’t ripe, and ones that were had bugs. So we got ice cream instead. I chomped down a Neapolitan Ice Cream Sandwich, and the others had popsicles. It was a very fun way to end our trip.

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