Most birthdays come with cake. Mine comes with a fruit so rare and ephemeral it borders on mythical; the pawpaw. Each October, as the leaves turn gold and the first frost threatens, I begin watching the trees and the local markets. Pawpaws don’t come with a harvest window. They ripen on their own time, drop when they’re ready, and spoil within days. You can’t pick them early. You can’t ship them across the world. You can only wait, watch, and hope to be there at the right mom

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At Eden's Refuge we are on a mission to feed communities. Community orchards are vital to the health and resilience of towns. Here’s why...

At Eden's Refuge we are on a mission to feed communities. Community orchards are vital to the health and resilience of towns. Here’s why...