I see the sign as we exit for gas in a lonely, dusty part of what I think is Missouri. We’ve been driving for hours. The sign tells me I can get a pound of cherries for $1.00. How could I resist? And this roadside fruit stand had my favorites: apricots. We drive on, and I’m feasting on cherries and apricots.
In the next state, I’m counting on peaches. Then, I’ll find okra to bring to Grandma Kitty. I’ll bring watermelon and fresh tomatoes, too.