It is no secret we are farmers. Today was spent pruning our sour cherries. It was a gorgeous day. A few bees were about looking for flowers. Hopefully too many nice days won’t bring an early bloom that freezes the cherries. yep, getting ahead of myself with worry.
Thanks to the hubby photographer for getting proof of my efforts.
The Muz was nice enough to retrain me in pruning. He even called in reinforcements. Uncle Milosh came to give us a little lesson. He is a PRO!
I could understand enough Serbian to get the gist.
He was pruning a field above us and he came down later at the end of the day to ride back with us.
We stopped back at his place to have a coffee and see the Grandparents. For the first several minutes I spent time with a fungus covered stick cleaning the mud from my boots. Kisses all around from Baba and Deda and interrogation. Why haven’t you been to see us and where is the Munchkin?
Eventually, I just found a seat and my Turkish coffee and cuddled with Mikajlo the cat. I listened to the family chatting and took a few more pics.
When we arrived back at the village house Mama greeted us with a feast. We are pretty used to that. She is a super star chef!
The table was all decked out. A bouquet of the early spring flowers even sat at the side. Visi Baba.
We will be back in the field tomorrow. Followed by more of Baba’s Yummy goodness!