Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Growing up in Texas there weren't a lot of cherries. When we came home from school, my mom always had a snack for us. In lean times, it might be bread with butter and sugar sprinkled on top. But when times were good, we had a variety of home baked treats or fruit. A special treat was CHERRIES! I can see my mother carefully counting out the cherries, making sure that we each got exactly the same number which was about 8. And we enjoyed each one of them. Cherries - a happy memory.

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