My experiments with
persimmons are slow, but I'm making forward progress. Two years
ago, I
planted some seeds using a method I've explained in depth in a previous
post. The soil
was poor (despite potentially having the right mychorrizae in it) and
the winter's freeze and thaw pushed many of the seeds to the surface,
where they died. I
ended up with only one seedling, and it sat there for most
of last year, then didn't leaf back out after I transplanted it into
the pasture this winter.
Last year, I gathered
a lot more seeds and tweaked my technique. Rather than
letting the seeds naturally stratify outside, I wrapped them in damp
rags and then sealed them inside a ziploc bag, with the result that
several sets of persimmon seeds spent the winter molding in our
fridge. When I pulled the bags out in late May, the contents were
disgusting, but the seeds were in much better shape than my previous
batch.
After rinsing off the
seeds, I had to choose a potting soil. Despite books' admonition
to use only forest soil, I decided that potting soil characteristics
trumped soil mychorrizae. So I potted up this year's persimmon
seeds in stump
dirt. Less
than a month after planting, seedlings started popping up.
The
first seeds to germinate were gathered from a scat last November.
I didn't think the seeds were in terribly good shape since they seemed
a bit dried out, but as many of our readers suggested, passing through
the gut of an animal definitely aids in persimmon germination.
For a week, I thought the scat seeds were the only ones that were going
to sprout, but then plants in other pots started unfurling their leaves
--- looks like I'll have a lot of persimmons to play with this year!
Since our core homestead
is really too small for many (any?) American persimmons, my plan is to
repot these seedlings into individualized pots before they get too
big. After a year of growth, they'll be ready to have Asian
persimmon scionwood
grafted onto them, and the year after that they'll go into our chicken
pastures.
That is, if our internship
property doesn't
materialize in the next year. The spot we'd been salivating over
fell through, but we haven't let the dream die. Maybe we'll have
a big forest pasture just waiting for persimmons next spring?