For several days Laura has been collecting raspberries and cherries.  She keeps talking about making a pie.  Pies are one thing I do not like to make.  However, I can usually be talked into it, unless of course, preparing for said pie means sitting for hours pitting drippy red cherries.  In that case, I really don’t enjoy the pie process.  But last year when Laura wanted to make a pie, she and the other children so enjoyed the process that I had to admit it was worth while.  So this year I won’t put up much of a struggle.  But I will be glad when the cherry tree is done bearing its fruit.