Persimmons are ripening all over town. The mysterious tree on my walk to work turns out to be a persimmon tree, and I think the cage around it is to keep the squirrels away.
I don’t like persimmons very much, but they are pretty. I remember the first year we moved here I bought one from a bare-footed kid selling them at the entrance to campus. It was cold out. It seemed very foreign at the time.