One must ask children and birds, how cherries and strawberries taste…
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.
After a long, long time, I picked up some colors again when I had about an hour free yesterday. After a lot of sloppy tries, this one came alright. I’m not pleased with the leaves at all, but the birds look cute.
It reminds me of my childhood summers, when I would climb up trees in my native place to eat ‘Kafals‘ and ‘Hinsolas‘, berries native to Garhwal, India. The quote I’ve mentioned above couldn’t be more right, in my case. I have such fond memories of those berries and can still remember their juicy, tangy taste.
I don’t know what either Hinsolas or Kafals are called in English, but both taste sweet-sour and are incredibly juicy. The Kafal has a pit much like a Cherry, but Hinsolas don’t. They’re like raspberries and I’m sure they must be a kind of raspberry too.
These berries are generally around in summers in the Garhwal hills. Back when we were kids, our daily walks would include collecting as many of these berries as possible and then feasting on them.
Mind you, if you overdose on these berries, you could get runny poo. We loved them as kids nonetheless, and always ate too many of them without any care of how our poo turned out. If only I could have those carefree days back….
Do you have such triggers, pictures, music or art, that evoke memories of childhood? Do share. I’d love to hear about them and reminisce with you.
Have a great weekend guys!
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