Way Too Focused

This never happened over more than two decades of chokecherry picking in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. I somehow avoided the situation and only dreamed about it happening, which was excitement enough. But the vivid, recurent dream served well as reminder to stay alert at all times when picking. Still, there were times when I came upon some especially heavily loaded bushes that I was way too focused on the harvest and not so much on my surroundings. A nearby rustle in leaves and grass was all I needed to stop and look around.