Persimmons!

Dario had promised to let me know when the persimmons could be ordered. As he said, I beat him to the punch and went to the web site. There they were! Woohoo! And this year, since I ordered multiples of two, he packed them in large flat rate boxes which cut down considerably on the cost of shipping.

I ordered on Monday and noticed the shipping was different than it had been in prior years. He’d had a problem with the shopping cart so I emailed him to find out if it calculated correctly. He explained what he was able to do this year and offered to see if he could come up with an even cheaper way to ship. After he’d investigated, he wrote back: “I checked into the postage for a single box by Priority Mail. That comes to $54.45, or about $19 more. By Parcel Post it comes to $32.18, but that could take up to 7 days. FedEx and UPS are both around $40-$42 for four day transit, which costs more and takes longer. So, as I expected, the flat rate boxes are still the best option, and permit inclusion of lemons at no additional cost in postage.” He promised to ship them later on that day. Woohoo once again! I do love persimmons!

The first day of the week back at work was pretty much routine other than that. So was Tuesday. Wednesday, I got a notice from USPS that my packages had arrived. Such excitement! I went to the post office expecting to lug them to the car myself. There was a new man there who nicely carried them out for me. He said he’d seen as much as 60 lubs in a flat rate box and estimated mine at around 13 each.

I opened one of the boxes and got out 10 lemons for one of the girls who is addicted. The persimmons looked like they could take weeks to be ready to eat. At least I had them in my possession.

I’d asked for a box of oranges to pick up on Tuesday but the people at the produce place through the week hadn’t gotten the message. It was to be there Wednesday. I was able to leave work an hour early and swooped over the mountain and through the valley via the cemetery to the little town where my great-aunt’s house had burned. I’d gotten some good mountain grown tomatoes at a house on the main drag and went back to see if I could get more. I did, and the price was considerably lower than it had been before.

As planned, I got everything I needed in town and was able to get home before dark. I unloaded, put away, and ate.

The persimmons were beautifully packed. I was aggravated at myself for not taking a picture. They were wrapped in green and orange tissue paper and lemons were all around the edge. It looked like a treasure when I pulled the shredded wood back.

PersimmonsI lined the fruit up on shelves and admired my handiwork. It was beautiful. I usually have what my mother would have called a “champagne appetite on a beer pocketbook” but persimmons are the least expensive fruit Dario ships except for the lemons that are free. The average size of the persimmons is just about that of a slightly flattened tennis ball. Maybe not quite as large but close. I ended up with either 74 or 76 (I lost count) so I’ll call it 75 plus 42 lemons.

I was fully prepared to wait a week or three before I could eat any of the luscious fruit but one was ready the next day! And then another the day after that! I’m not crazy about this time of year but persimmons make the colder days bearable.

Persimmon Slices

Today, I had two persimmons. Tomorrow, who knows?

Oh, there was another notable happening on Monday. I was able to wash between my little piggy toe I’d hurt and the one next to it without pain. And today, I played the organ for the first time and didn’t wince once.

It’s been cold part of the week, cool a lot of it, but today it was warm enough for me to get out in the sun for half an hour. It felt so good.

I ate part of a salad with Matt’s dip on it and I’m terribly sleepy. It’s early but I’m going to hang this up for the night. Sleep well, everyone! And remember, we get our hour back tomorrow!

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