My parents have a pear tree that came with the lot. Straggly looking creature with barely any signs of life all year, then for a month or two it produces more pears than my parents can eat for the rest of the year.

I love visiting my parents while it’s going apeshit. Crisp pears all day.

Middle of Washington state, off I5.

The last few years I planted I got my starts going real early in my basement and we had an early spring and I was over the moon. But I had a few cold springs that didn't warm up until June and had to replant multiple times. Rookie mistakes and bad luck. :)

Yeah, I learned how frost and radiative heat loss via a clear sky into cold space works through gardening.