While painting today's seedless persimmon purchase, I took a break and googled seedless persimmons. Apparently this seedlessness is a complex and misunderstood issue. I copied down a few quotes from a thread on a persimmon growers' list.
Meanwhile, down at the end of the road, the pumpkins in the silo are slowly returning to chaos. Only two are still sitting in their windows, and their faces are scrambling and melting. They're looking less cute and more like terrified prisoners in a tower. I have to admit that I still like them.