I start to get excited about summer around May, when I see the first cherries in the market. Yes, I love strawberries, but they seem to be so ubiquitous that they aren’t as special for me as juicy, ripe cherries. So after cherries, I count down the days until the juicy, drip-down-your-arm-can’t-stop-eating-them peach...
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