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ncKing cnemes at seller s mountain top orchard is largely a family affair. There now are picnic tables set up for those who’d like to bring a sandwich or beverage and sit and gaze at the amazing vista across the valley. On a clear day, visitors one can easily see across the valleys all the way to Rag Mountain in Madison County.
Most people who come up to the mountain orchard bring their whole families, children and toddlers alike. They all are met and charmed by Sellers, a white haired 70-year old man of small stature, but large heart and winning personality. “Let me help you,” he tells everyone who comes up to his checkout stand as he hands each a bucket or two and is directed to rows of trees beyond. “Now remember, you can pick wherever you like, and you can eat as you pick—it’s not like in a grocery sfore. Ei\joy yourself!” And everyone does.
Sellers’ generosity is old fashioned and out in the open. He is generous with his customers and always offers a package of cherries free if you offer to take them to a shut-in or elderly person who might not be able to pick cherries on their own. When the season is over, Sellers gives all the cherries remaining to the D.C. Food Bank.
As the owner meets people coming to his orchard, one of his standard questions is, “How did you learn about us?” Most offered that they are repeat customers. Others said they remembered the large articles about the orchard from stories in the Washington Post or the Rappahannock News. And others come from word-of-mouth and recommendations of friends and families. All go away with nice memories and pounds of luscious cherries.
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