Lindsey, Elle, and I drove down to Sherwood Orchards for their pie cherries. They were at the top of a little hill, with the sun behind them. They were very soft, almost translucent, and more closely resembled a grape then any cherry I was familiar with. The skin was thin and taunt, inside was a quivering and sticky jelly. They were very tart, good for jamming Lindsey thinks.
Since we picked 40 pounds we needed some more jars, so we headed up to Jim's jar shop. He runs this out of his garage and it was truly awesome. We got 9 cases of 8 ounce canning jars.