The reason for the name. My persimmon perch is just a few feet
from my backdoor. The Remington man put a cedar swing on the
persimmon tree for my birthday. That persimmon holds all of our
secrets, our dreams, our hopes, and our future plans. When all
the little toes are tucked in for the night; it is a very special place
that we go and whisper of our lives together. I LOVE LOVE LOVE
the persimmon perch.
This in NOT my perch...although it might be more comfy.