Even the fallen leaves are superb.
Generous persimmon harvest again this year. All from one tree.
I could get a couple more bins like these, but I think I have enough! Got to leave some for the squirrels and birds, right?
Here in the SF Bay area, our seasons occur on the cross-quarters. The equinox is more mid-spring than the beginning of spring. Our spring starts with the cross-quarter: Candlemas, Groundhog’s Day, Lunar New Year, Imbolc, whatever you want to call it. Where I live, plum blossoms and quinces announce the change in the season.
What actually inspired me to take this photo was the golden morning light on the grasses behind my library buildings.
I like the fall color of the persimmon.
I left several persimmons on the round table under the umbrella to the right of the tree. I came home to find six — S I X ! ! ! — deer all in a circle around the table contentedly chewing on persimmons.
When I went out to shoo them away they gave me an aggrieved look. And then they all grabbed a persimmon to take with them as they ran away.