Breakfast with Cherries

Overnight oats (soaked in orange juice), plain jogurt, the very last of my nectarines, and the last bought cherries.

My refrigerator is more than empty after two weeks at home, but at least I'm not running out of cherries: My cousin has a big cherry tree. Yesterday, she gave me a bucket full of cherries fresh from the tree.
In the morning I pitted them, and they all went in the freezer for future breakfasts (a little under 2 kilograms).

That's all I did in today's heat. I'll try to 'go' back to work tomorrow. We'll see how that works out after two weeks of almost no walking (except the 50 meters daily across the street).
My cousin said I walk like an 80-year-old, but I think that's an insult to 80-year-olds.

18:35; 33°C