He sat unsteadily among the higher branches, feeling slightly drunk with the tree's movement, and tore off handful after handful of the smooth, cool fruit. Cherries touched his ears and neck as he leaned forward. Red-coloured fruit owed under the darkness of the leaves The sun, going down, caught the broken clouds. Enormous piles of gold shone out in the south-east. The world, until now grey was bathed by the golden glow. making trees and grass and far-off water shine.