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016 – Cherry O


I’ve never had a good relationship with cherries. When I was a kid I used to get abscessed ears. It’s horrible, painful. Our doctor used to prescribe this cherry-flavoured medicine – I suspect it was some sort of liquid antibiotic. Somehow the flavour of lab-cherry has become associated with ear pain, and I only have to smell synthetic cherry to be transported back to those bad days.

When we bought our home there were a couple of cherry trees – they’re the ornamental cherries – and I have to say they’ve been marked with the sign of the axe since day one. I know, I know, they’re beautiful beyond compare. That is, if you compare them to those yappy little dogs. Let’s compare them:

Yappy little dog = loyal and faithful, but useless practical purposes.
Cherry tree = loyal and faithful, but useless practical purposes.

Yappy little dog = cute.
Cherry tree in blossom = beautiful. Time of blossom = about now. Time of vernal equinox? About now. Time of equinoctial gales? About now. Expected blossom duration? About ‘n hour.

Yappy little dog = toilet issues, leaving stains.
Cherry tree in fruit = even the birds don’t eat it – it drops and causes ugly black stains.

Yappy little dog = shedding hair.
Cherry tree in autumn = shedding leaves.

In summary, yappy little dogs and ornamental cherry trees have much in common. We don’t have yappy little dogs either.

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05. Every day is now. The present moment.
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