[Author’s Note:  Fresh cherries on sale at our neighborhood grocery brought back a memory of childhood  nicknames, a neighborhood cherry tree in Stamford, Connecticut, and my Norwegian grandmother, Marie Theresa Fladvad Cottrell.  A Black cherry tree, (prunus serotina) was the focus of intense childhood attention that summer day.  Little Merry Mix-Up] -Anonymous Poem- The Secret … Continue reading Merry Mix-up and the Cherry Tree on Clark’s Hill →