After we unloaded the horses from their trailer, I asked Margie if she'd like to

pick some cherries with us.  "Sure," she said.  We grabbed some bags and off we went.

 We had fun chatting and picking cherries, while our husbands talked about the day's

event at the horse competition. 

 It wasn't but a few hours later, that Margie's children were back on our front porch, with

a warm cherry pie, taken straight out of the oven.  We devoured it quickly!

We never had a better pie - but how could it  not be the best?  From a cherry tree straight

into a home-made pie crust, made with love by our neighbor.  It doesn't get any better than that!

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