We have a several persimmon trees around the property, although a lot of them didn’t make through the ice storm in January of 2009. I’m sure there are more out in the back forty, but I really don’t feel like stomping around in the woods until the tick population has diminished some.
I heard that you can tell how harsh or mild the winter will be by looking at a split persimmon seed. If it looks like a knife, winter will bring winds that cut like a knife. If it’s a spoon (shovel), there will be a lot of snow. And if it’s a fork (good eating), it will be mild.
Great. Looks like a shovel if you asked me.
Even though it’s not quite time for harvest yet, I did find a persimmon on the ground & it was pretty mushy. So, of course, I took a bite. It wasn’t totally ripe yet. And if you’ve ever bit into an unripe persimmon, you can relate. If you’ve never had the “pleasure” of such an experience, let’s just say I wouldn’t wish that upon my worst enemy. I’m hoping to collect enough for jam and breads and some for snacking on. Although I’ll be eating positively, no doubt-about-it ripe ones.
I’ve got to go and try to scrub my mouth out with a brillo pad now.