Nothing like garden produce  to ease your pain.
I live just past the grapes, turn left before the cherries and stop before the peaches. Last week on my way out the orchard owner waved me down buried his hands in a bin of cherries and passed me the load through the window. “Do you like cherries? We are neighbors. You have a nice dog.” Wish I had a picture of him doing that, but the memory will stick.
Keep the cherries coming.
We feel most alive in the presence of the Beautiful for it meets the needs of our soul. For a while the strains of struggle and endurance are relieved and our frailty is illuminated by a different light in which we come to glimpse behind the shudder of appearances and sure form of things. In the experience of beauty we awaken and surrender in the same act. Beauty brings a sense of completion and sureness. Without any of the usual calculation, we can slip into the Beautiful with the same ease as we slip into the seamless embrace of water; something ancient within us already trusts that this embrace will hold us.  John O’Donahue