I’m glad you have a little remnant of your youth growing in the old neighborhood. Nice tour. Nice little forest too. Looking at my right hand tonight, it is stained purple from grabbing my ripe mulberries the past two days. They were so sweet and delicious.

So those are Surinam Cherries. Growing up, we just called them Florida cherries. My dad’s church had them as hedges around the Sunday school building. Never found them to be enjoyable, but we would try them the next year to see if they improved over time. They did not. Much too tart for my taste.