So wrote Keats in his "Ode To Autumn". Here are two of Tennessee's fall fruits.
This is the American Persimmon,Diospyros virginiana. It is common in forests all over Tennessee, and was photographed this morning at Percy Warner Park. Its fruit is an autumn banquet for possums and deer, and I would not be surprised if coyotes ate it as well. Books say its fruit ripens after frost, but this is a myth. Frost does not come here till late October, and by then most persimmons are on the ground. You can turn the fruit into puddings or muffins, and years ago I did. But now I leave it to the wildlife, for this fruit has a metallic aftertaste that the Japanese persimmons in grocery stores do not. This is not a yard tree. It suckers too much.
This is the wild Fox grape, Vinis labrusca. It makes good grape juice, if you can collect enough clusters. When I lived in New England, I did. But these grapes were at a public park, and pulling vines down to get them would be frowned upon- We will have to leave them to the birds.