Gretchen Steele: Pawpaw picking time is a seasonal delight

“Picking up pawpaws, put ’em in my pocket, save ’em for a rainy day…”

This old children’s folk song often echoes as I wander through the damp, rain-soaked bottomland woods in September. These woods hold fond memories of walking alongside my mother, who would sing the same song as we searched for the sweet scent of ripe pawpaws.

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