Rose hips and a quiet fall glyph

This year, our roses gave us more than blooms.

They gave us a flourishing, bumper crop of hips—bright against the fading green, glowing like embers as the season turned.

What began as simple admiration in the garden became a call to gather, to harvest, to put hands to work.  We picked buckets full, each hip holding the memory of summer petals, the resilience of thorn and the promise of nourishment.

From that abundance came the conviction: we are making rose hip wine. A slow craft, drawn from our own soil, carrying forward the rhythm of the season in another form.

For us, rose hips have become more than a plant or a fruit. They’re a motif for fall—humble, overlooked, yet bursting with vitality. A reminder that flourishing doesn’t always happen in the height of bloom. Sometimes it arrives after, in the fruit left behind.

This year’s harvest wil be inspiring the fall designs for Rootstock Goods. The soon to be released rose hip glyph carries the story of our own garden: resilience, abundance, transformation. A mark of autumn’s quiet beauty and the unexpected richness that follows a season of growth.

Aaron Britton