This little sweetie is enjoying some of the bounty of summer. I'm guessing they're bing cherries.
This vernacular photo is from an envelope of negatives bought at a flea market. I'm guessing the neg didn't travel far over time because this orchard looks a lot like the orchard I live in. This could be a shot outside my door. In fact, though I live in an apple orchard, at one time there was a cherry tree that produced two different kinds of cherries at different times of the summer on the same tree. A famous botanist was involved over 100 years ago. Alas he is long gone, and so is the cherry tree.
I have no idea if somewhere a print of this shot exists. I have the negative, it's scratched and worn, but the image of this little girl enjoying her cherries right off the tree still brings a smile long after she and the tree are gone. A child of the country with dirt beneath her feet. Too many children never experience the simplicity of such a moment. Think of all we've lost.