Cherry Memories Cherry trees are known for their beautiful blossoms, but for me, cherries are associated with fond childhood memories. My grandparents had a cherry tree in their backyard, and every summer, my siblings and I would spend hours picking and eating cherries off the tree. The sweet and tart taste of cherries was one of my favorite flavors as a child, and I still love it today. There was nothing more satisfying than picking a perfectly ripe cherry and popping it into my mouth, savoring the burst of flavor. But cherry picking wasn't always easy. The higher the cherries, the sweeter and juicier they were, and the harder they were to reach. We would climb up ladders and perch precariously on branches, determined to get the best cherries. Sometimes, though, our cherry picking was cut short by rainstorms that would scatter the cherries all over the ground, leaving us disappointed and drenched. But even then, we would laugh and play in the rain, making the most of our cherry-picking adventure. As I grew older, my grandparents moved away, and I didn't have access to cherry trees anymore. But the memory of cherry picking stayed with me, and whenever I see cherry blossoms or taste cherries, I'm transported back to those carefree summer days. Cherries also remind me of the importance of family and tradition. Cherry picking was a summer ritual for my family, and it brought us closer together. Even though we are now scattered across the globe, we still reminisce about our cherry-picking days and the memories we made together. Cherry memories are some of the best memories I have. They remind me of the joy of childhood and the importance of cherishing family traditions. The cherry tree may be gone, but the memories of those summer days will always be with me.