We would spend days at the beach or taking excursions to nearby points of interest. One of the summer rituals was to drive out to the dunes and then, after hours of sandy play, stop in at a 1920's bistro in a country village for a refreshing glass of cherry lemonade or piece of pie. A few years back my parents had a chance to go there again and brought me a paper menu. My kind of cute kitsch! I knew it would eventually find its way into one of my scrapbook pages. Here we are with my precious Great-Grandmother.
I guess I should go give this tree a hug for giving us so much fruit and always reminding me of very happy times.
Thanks for looking. I hope you have a very sweet day!