Cherries

My senior (aka Highly Superior Myself is sure) food pouch rather surprisingly didn't taste quite as good this morning. Plenty of jelly but it didn't provide the usual succulent enjoyment. (Wonder what OLAHF had for breakfast?)

The cherry tree is permanently inhabited by local blackbirds which are feasting on the extremely under-ripe cherries. Rather a struggle to get them off the twig which means they have to jump up and down with a cherry in their beak. Involves much fluttering and the occasional dropped fruit. No doubt they will all have internal upsets later on.