What better way to follow el Dia de Los Muertos than with planting seeds. While October 31 still draws the most attention, it marks the eve of the day when we celebrate our ancestors.
When we think about the richness of tradition and the vast metaphors within oral and written histories with respect to life and death and its relationship to the soil, we recognize the intricate relationship we have with the earth. For us, this takes center stage with our composting—collecting local food scraps from areas schools and at our farmstand drop off toters, which are filled to the brim regularly by enthusiastic neighbors.
In honoring the earth, and our carbon-based chemistry, we have planned two wonderful opportunities for the community to join us in farming the land here at Vendituoli Farm.
Monarchs and Milkweed is Saturday, November 2nd, from 10 am – 11:30 am, hosted by our neighbor Cynthia O. and her keen knowledge and stewardship of native plants, pollinators, and milkweed—we will tour her native garden and learn how to collect seed and incubate seed into cold stratification through the winter.
Planting Garlic takes place Saturday, November 2nd, from 11:30 am – 3 pm. We will be planting 2500 garlic seeds in the “Little Uruguay” garden bed. We’ve been conditioning the soil with our very own compost, plus we will be mulching over the garlic with Kelp mulch, courtesy of Point Judith Kelp Company. This process is amazing, and so rewarding come July as the various heirloom varieties make their way out of the ground to cure.
Another great way to show support for the farm is with our “Adopt” a farm row campaign. We’ve secured 9 out of 27 rows thus farm, and your donation helps to ensure the best organic compost courtesy of Earthcare Farm, and the best organic seed from the most respected open seed companies in New England.
Autumn carries with it its own sense of rejuvenation, with its many insect creatures preparing for their hibernation, its fallen leaves a haven, as the sun prepares for its final descent until blessing us in winter.
However our paths meet from now until spring, the farm echoes, even when silent. For there are infinite projects in the works. We’re grateful for being here.