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Each Fall, Kat anxiously starts counting her Persimmon fruit.
The tree has six nice fruit this year.
(BIG)
BIG
She's only harvested one so far. She likes them extra ripe, a bit squishy even.
Posted by paul on November 30, 2019 04:54 PM | Permalink
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