Now they have returned. I thought the roots were completely damaged from the backhoe chew-holes in our yard, but, no. This year for the first time, the trees have grown enough to bear fruit.
I took a photo or two, as I love the way sunlight shines on the berries and makes them so cheerful and rosy. I could pick them but won't, much as I like choke cherry jelly. There really aren't enough berries for that, not yet. Perhaps another year there will be lots of fruit.
This year, I'm leaving the bounty to the birds in our yard. They are watching closely and taking the ripest ones as they are ready.
I have a sense of nature being as it should be again in our yard, with choke cherries glistening in the sun and a tree that was lost, returned.
Some days just feel so good.