The Zen & Forrest Gump of cherry picking…

I’ve now picked another 2 kg of cherries today – that makes 5 in total between us. I had a lightning strike of zen – or a Forrest Gump moment if you’re less philosophical. Cherry picking, it seems, has many things to teach us about life…

  • You have to go out there and do it… if you just sit around waiting, all you’re going to get ar things the birds don’t want, mouldy ones or ones that are not ripe yet. Such is life. If you sit around waiting for good stuff to fall into your lap, you’re going to be sadly disappointed.
  • You can sometimes go all out to get one perfect cherry. Sometimes, it’s out of reach. Sometimes, you get to the perfect one after a lot of exertion and dangerous escapades and it’s rotten when you grab it.
  • Sometimes, you can be so busy trying to get the perfect one just out of reach that you fall off the ladder.
  • Sometimes, you can be so busy trying to get the perfect one just out of reach that you inadvertently trample on the ones you’ve already picked.
  • It’s easy to forget about the 2 kilos you’ve already picked when one catches your eye.
  • You can’t spend all your time looking down on the ground. All you’ll find are stones. You need to look up and seize them.
  • You can’t spend all your time looking up – the sun will blind you and bits of the tree will fall in your eye.
  • Sometimes the best ones are just behind you… you just need to move a little bit to see them.
  • It’s nicer if you can do it with friends and family
  • It’s fabulous if you can enjoy the growing and the picking as well as the eating
  • Some people don’t have big cherry trees in their life. They might only have a patch of dirt. You’ve got to remember to pass them some of your cherries and be thankful that you didn’t get Brussels sprouts.
  • You have to remember, you can’t make raspberry ripple ice-cream out of cherries. You have to work with what you’ve been given and not spend all your time wishing you had something else. If you did get Brussels sprouts, you’re either going to have to learn to love them, or buy a cherry tree. Or move.
  • It takes time, patience and luck. And even then, you can have a crap harvest and it’s nothing to do with you.
  • Some years, you get lots. Some years you don’t.
  • Some of the best things are inherited.
  • You can spoil it all by harvesting too soon. Patience is everything.
  • Sometimes, you get sunny days and perfect conditions to do your work. Sometimes, it’s pissing it down and you need to wear wellies.
  • It’s lots more fun if you have a dog and a cat and a chicken all playing round you whilst you do it.
  • Sometimes, you have to accept you don’t have the right tools to do the job properly and you have to make do with what you can.
  • You can be far too ambitious and end up in hospital. Or dead.
  • When you think your work is done, you remember you’ve got to do something with it all, or it’ll all go to waste.
  • If you think this task is the end, you’re wrong. Just when you have the fruits of your labour, the real labour starts.
  • You want to put some away for a rainy day, or for the winter so you can enjoy it then too.
  • You can’t live off cherries alone. You’ll get the trots. You need a balance, even if you really, really like cherries.
  • Sometimes, you have to sit back at the end of it all and stick a cherry in your coke so you can feel all wonderful.
  • You think cherries are what you’ve got, but that’s just the beginning… there’s so many other things you can do once you’ve made a start.
  • Some people just don’t like what you’ve got and you’ve got to live with that.
  • Some people are going to be jealous of your cherries. You might be jealous of their pears. Nobody’s ever jealous of the guy with the dirt or the Brussels sprouts.
  • Doing it yourself rather than having it handed to you all pre-packaged and sanitised is much more fun.
  • Sometimes, you are going to twat your head in the process and it’s really going to hurt. It might even leave a scar. But it’s always worth it.
  • If it all goes wrong, turn it to Brandy or Kirsch and get drunk. God hasn’t made a vegetable, grain or fruit yet that you can’t ferment and get drunk from.
I think that’s enough cherry-picking-related metaphors about life. Prepare yourself for sunflower-related metaphors about death, carrot-related metaphors about religion and grape-related metaphors about children.
Advertisements

3 thoughts on “The Zen & Forrest Gump of cherry picking…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s