You are not Powerless

plus an invitation to plant garlic (and otherwise vote!) with us

Her voice trembled as she spoke:

“I don’t worry about getting enough for ‘me’ here…

…because I trust there is enough for us all.”

These and so many beautiful words were shared last Saturday as 100+ people circled around hundreds of pounds of freshly dug ginger. Thanks to all those who joined us as we thanked the many hands and hearts who tended these plants and their ancestors for countless generations before us, imagining each action, large and small, making this moment possible:

That we may simply arrive, with friends and digging forks, and be invited to harvest.

To be sumptuously fed, yes.

And also, always, share with us all:

Can You Imagine?

Giving what you could because you trusted you would receive what you needed?

Thank you for vividly practicing this world with us, Friends.

I don’t know about you, but I’ve been conditioned to walk into a grocery store or farmer’s market, pick out exactly what I want and it’s ‘mine,’ if I can afford it.

Last Saturday, as we gathered to dig and gift each other ginger, we practiced a different version of ‘u-pick’ or ‘u-dig’ than the one I grew up with.

Rather than digging ‘our own’ ginger, those of us who could dig, did:

For us all.

Those of us who could carry ginger to water, did:

For us all.

Those of us able to gently wash each luscious rhizome did:

For us all.

We all brought ginger home with us, yes…

…as well as that magic emerging when a gift has been gifted many times through the kindness of strangers, many of whom we may call community, perhaps even now as friends.

And isn’t this the world we live in?

Whether we intentionally gift our seeds and ourselves? Or not?

Humxn laws of economics crumble in the wider cycles of life, death and becoming that ginger, sage and every drop of fire cider invite us to savor.

There are a thousand more stories of generosity and grace from last Saturday, and Friends, I’ll share this one next, alongside an invitation:

Thank you for taking us seriously.

I mean, not too seriously: you saw our Halloween Carols, did you not?

But when we invited you to bring ingredients to our Community Fire Cider Celebration:

You showed UP!

The last of the season’s hot peppers, handfuls fresh thyme, gallons of apple cider vinegar and local golden honey cozy alongside a mountain of mason jars:

There were so many glorious ingredients and the instructions were simple enough:

Let’s make fire cider!

First, fill a jar for a friend.

Then, fill a jar for you.

We also set out jars to be filled for our wide community unable to join us that day and soon we had gallons infusing to share in the seasons to come:

Would you love to receive fire cider, Friends?

We’ll be sharing deliciously immune-boosting fire cider at our upcoming events and all winter as we travel the northeast sharing seeds. Want us to come visit you & your community one day? Hop on over and

Would you love to taste this ginger in seasons to come?

Last Saturday we also invited everyone to gift ginger to each other as well as to the future mouths, hearts and hands joining us here on the farm in the seasons to come…

…and that means YOU!

As we all set glorious rhizomes aside for future Friends here on the farm and beyond, we infused those roots with grounding thoughts and prayers for belonging…

…and we’ve turned that marvelous mountain of ginger into frozen ginger, pickled ginger, ginger honey, ginger juice and a luscious ginger shrub for refreshing switchel to share in next summer’s heat.

Together we’ll savor this ginger for many seasons to come:

Thank You, Friends!

For surrounding us with the joy, generosity and vision we need to carry with us into the winter. Before I leave you to the torrential media winds of November:

You are not powerless.

Perhaps you’re like me and are feeling rather abysmal about (m)any outcome(s) of the upcoming election and Friends, I’d love to affirm that:

~ if you’ve ever dreamed of tomatoes and planted a tiny seed;

~ if you’ve ever appreciated the shade of an oak rising from an acorn;

~ if you’ve ever wondered if you were enough in your fumbling, non-linear growth, too:

we’re right there with you

and we often struggle to trust in small acts of imagination and possibility, too.

As so many of us plant garlic and otherwise vote for the world we tend together, thank you for casting your vote in the coming days for the world we dream together, as well.

let’s vote for and trust resilience to emerge from the cold earth, again and again:

Come Plant Garlic with Us!

Wednesday, October 6th 10 am to 4 pm

Join us in body and / or spirit as we plant thousands of cloves, give thanks and grieve the state of the world as well as sing songs to nourish the soil and our souls. Bring a bag to bring home garlic with you, too!

Would you love to receive invitations to more deliciously impromptu gatherings on the farm?

Also, if you’re wondering how to plant garlic, we’ve so many resources and inspiration for you, Friends. If you love reading, check out our Garlic Growing Guide and if videos are more your style, hop into our free online course:

Sending love from our hope & garlic-loving hearts and gardens to yours!

Sow Seeds & Sing Songs,

and the Many Becomings of Fruition

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As we feel the soaring joy and searing pain of this season, both as citizens of the US and denizens of the Earth, we are so grateful for this poem:

Plenty & Enough

Underground

the garlic seed

is multiplying

Yesterday we planted one

Tomorrow 

there will be many.

Abundance 

is the dream this world 

is made from

Not too much for any one

But plenty 

and enough for all.

~ digger

If you'd love to receive periodic poems from digger in your inbox, send a sweet ask of an email to digsdecandia@yahoo.com💛

sending love from

Fruition Seeds

7921 Hickory Bottom Road in Naples, New York 14512

We humbly acknowledge we occupy the ancestral and treaty lands of the Haudenosaunee Onondawagah People. This land has shown us the gift of community, connection and reverence. May we continue to seek guidance from the elders and landkeepers, humxn and beyond, who have been nurturing the vivid resilience of this region for countless generations.