Every morning when we went out to feed the birds he stood under the three pawpaw trees and made sure that there were still 10 pawpaws.
They began to fall in October. First one, then two - hard and green so we put them on the windowsill to ripen.
Granddad saved the seeds after we ate them.
Then one morning two more came down, nice and ripe. Granddad saved the seeds, 10 seeds in each one.
Then one morning two more came down, nice and ripe. Granddad saved the seeds, 10 seeds in each one.
Grandad saved the seeds anyway.
That leaves four pawpaws we didn't eat. Wonder who got them? Maybe 'possum - 'possum likes sweet fruits. Wonder where those seeds will be planted?
Granddad is going to plant his seeds in last year's leaf pile. In the spring we'll see if we have any new baby pawpaw trees.