I picked cherries in July, and Eric picked more a few weeks later. A storm recently blew down most of what was left, up in the topmost branches that we cannot reach even with ladder and tools. (A rake can be very helpful for pulling down high branches.)

The tree had looked empty but still dropped enough berries to cover the lawn. Though they do no harm, walking on overripe cherries with bare feet is unpleasant. I like walking barefoot, so now I’ve picked the lawn clean.

Many of the cherries on the ground were mushy or had been pecked by birds, but others felt firm and smelled like raisins. Apparently the tree can yield sun-dried cherries, given sufficiently dry and sunny weather at this time of the year. I tried a few and they tasted great. I ended up eating quite a lot of them.