Once upon a time, in the ‘hooimaand’ july 2011, I was collecting cherries, while cycling to the L’abri community in the cosy and small town of Eck en Wiel (NL). The time was ripe for it. The red round treasures were on every corner. I thought bringing a small gift to the community would be a good thing to do. There was just enough space in my always open guitar bag. The cherries were well loved, but still, on the morning of the last day, after my first two spontaneous soloconcerts, in the cosy living room and a late night one in the garden, there were some of them left, although I couldn’t tell how many. The crazy idea of decorating each plate with one cherry seemed like a good one, so I started to spread. There were 34 guests at that moment, and 34 cherries left, so exactly enough! Robb, one of the people living there, saw it all. At the end of the prayer for the breakfast, he thanked ‘Mr. Cherryseed’ for the decoration on the plates. A new name was born. Later I found out my spontaneous action reminded him of Johnny Appleseed, an inspiring missionary and nurseryman from once upon a long time ago. But that’s another story.