That's Cherry, Dude!

I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees. Pablo Neruda

If there is one fruit that personifies what is magical about the cornucopia of the plant world it is the cherry. Examine its seasonal nature: a short harvest, less than two months a year of edible fresh fruit on each side of the equator and that’s it! No September cherries, no April cherries, just June/July and December/January if imports make it. This is why “cherry” means pristine perfection. No other fruit conjures up quite such an image of quintessence. Wild sweet cherries were eaten in China over 4000 years ago in the form of wild mazzards, the name Cherry seems to have come from the Greek “kerasos” for horn, though romantics may claim the Sanskrit cheer of praise “karaza”. Lucullus, the conquering gourmet and Pliny the elder were fans; Charlemagne had them planted with blackberries (another immortal fruit). I think nowhere are they more revered than in Japan, where to the Samurai they symbolize destiny, and of course, death and war; the blossom is celebrated in fertility rites in scores of cities and villages throughout the island.
“If I could only have one food for the rest of my life? That's easy: Pez. Cherry flavored Pez.” Vern Tessio

Festivals
http://visit.cherryfestival.org/ National Cherry Festival Traverse City, Michigan
http://www.emmettidaho.com/emmett-cherry-festival Emmett, Idaho