I found some persimmon seeds in coyote poop back in ’09. I “stratified” fifteen seeds in the fridge for about three months, then planted them in little containers next to a window in my closet for another few months. I then transplanted the 6-inch trees to the back of my property. Well, I’ve got nine persimmon trees now. Kind of cool.





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It is not the killing ...; it is the contest of skill and cunning. The true hunter counts his achievement in proportion to the effort involved and the fairness of the sport.

Dr. Saxton Pope