I thought these cherries looked interesting, so I took a picture of them. At first I wasn't sure that I had accurately identified the choke cherry, but then I nibbled on one, much to the dismay of my friends who thought I might be poisoning myself.
I'm still alive, and the edible yet bitter taste of the choke cherry is just a memory now.
Sometimes life seems similar to a bowl of choke cherries--edible, but bitter.
How do you respond to those difficult times, do they make you bitter, or do you emanate a sweetness that overpowers the bitterness?
I'm still alive, and the edible yet bitter taste of the choke cherry is just a memory now.
Sometimes life seems similar to a bowl of choke cherries--edible, but bitter.
How do you respond to those difficult times, do they make you bitter, or do you emanate a sweetness that overpowers the bitterness?