Nightfall Semi-Pole Dry Bean

No image can do this bean justice and Friends, I (hi, Petra here!) remember first meeting Nightfall in Maine at the Common Ground Fair, immediately mesmerized. I went back to visit this bean (one among hundreds, each with their individual bowls) several times that weekend, including on Sunday, just as we all were packing up to head home. An old man approached me, his eyes kind with worn jean overalls saying in his glorious Maine accent, ‘so ya like dry beans?’ I nodded a bit speechless and he pulled a small bag out of his pocket, sending his weathered hand into the bowl of beans just so, tucking them into the bag. ‘Here ya go!’ he said and Friends, I wish I knew his name and anything else about him, but he changed my life that day. Walking away with beans bulging in my pocket, I felt my heart bursting open, ready to sow these seeds, and everything else I’ve been given, in such a way to continue this legacy of curiosity, generosity and possibility.

They’re delicious of course, rich and nutty, and gloriously early as well as abundant. And easy to save! And share! And we hope that you do.