I hate my  persimmon tree.

It is old, too big, and taking over my yard.

I hate persimmons, squishy icky fruit that I don’t like the taste of and that attract ants.

I hate the strangers that knock on my front door and ask to have permission to go into my back yard and try to pick this fruit that requires a ladder to get to the lowest hanging ones.

I hate telling the strangers no but I can’t have strangers climbing ladders in my back yard; insurance don’t you know?

I HATE my persimmon tree, wish the prior owners never planted it.

I HATE strangers knocking on my front door!   ~~dru~~