I have been watching my neighbour's cherry trees for the last few weeks. I've been admiring them from my kitchen window when I have my breakfast each morning, watching them grow, fatten up and ripen. Usually they don't last on the tree this long but the smoke from the fires near by and the insane noise from the cicadas this season has kept the parrots away.
I ran outside and shooed it off and picked the ripest ones. They need a few more days to sweeten up but the few I tried were lovely. So I got 2 little nets and covered the berries hanging over my fence.
I walked over to the other side of my garden to check out my cherry tree that we planted last year. My cherries are white and half the size but at least the Rosellas haven't munched on them yet!
Lou enjoying the first strawberry from our garden.