Playing in the coffee rather than working: marvellousness.
Not that I've done much coffee picking the last few seasons as I've been conveniently absent from the state of NSW. (AND I still score home grown/picked/processed+roasted beans. Counting myself very lucky…)
We did a lot of hiding and seeking instead.
My Mum, the hide & seek queen.
When the cherries are dark red, that's when we pick them. If you're free in October, please give me a call! Dad has 100 trees (his retirement-from-dairy-farming project) which yield about 60kg of beans.
Mum went too hard on the seeking, Henry on the hiding…