tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4365057403767674312.post3188010270373630703..comments2024-01-16T16:28:00.900-05:00Comments on a v i d a l e g r i a: PersimmonsAi Luhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01197869780327408592noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4365057403767674312.post-18313992761975843082008-05-27T11:23:00.000-04:002008-05-27T11:23:00.000-04:00Hi! I love your blog. How suiting. Your beautiful ...Hi! I love your blog. How suiting. Your beautiful vignettes. I'm very glad I can check in on you.<BR/><BR/>I love the persimmon, or "Kaki" in Japanese. It's miraculous when the trees, leafless, all of a sudden burst with orange fruit.<BR/><BR/>Many old houses in Japan have a few trees in the yards, and the trees are too abundant for the owners to eat them all, so they sometimes go rotting, with just the birds to come and peck away at them.<BR/><BR/>In the winter months, people would hang columns of persimmons linked with string. The sugar would turn to a heavy syrup, enclosed in a pouch.<BR/><BR/>I liked them best peeled and eaten raw!<BR/><BR/>I miss you and look forward to our shared thoughts soon.<BR/><BR/>xo!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com