...for me anyway. A cool afternoon and a massive cherry orchard full of fruit just waiting to be picked, as much as you can, for free. We easily picked about 30kg in an hour. Plus scoffed loads whilst we were at it. How lucky are we? Now, the extra fridge is on and filled with fruit, the dehydrator is running on overdrive, there are pickles, preserves and a lot of jam being made and my hands are stained purple. And a clafouti for dinner. More cherries than we know what to do with. That really is my idea of heaven.