Welcome to our Cherokee garden. Maryjane loves to garden. She likes to play in the back of my truck, then come over and plant some seeds, then water, then relax in the sun. “This is too fun, Grammie!” she squeals.
This last week the nights (and frankly some of the days) were too cold for summer plants. This week I will plant tomatoes, peppers, and eggplant.
This week we made signs denoting where everything is. Selu-corn, Iya-Pumpkins, Nunv-potatoes, Sahlol– lobelia, Jisdu unigisdi– what the rabbit eats, or rose hips. I even labeled the “weeds”. Plant markers are notoriously impossible. They shed their lettering by mid-season. This time we “laminated” them with packing tape.
My garden is already beginning to flourish. All the cold crop seeds have germinated. Potatoes, onions, and garlic are just peeking over the soil, there are more to come up. Mustard, kale, chard, lettuce, peas, radishes, cauliflower, beets, cabbage, carrots, pak choi, spinach, broccoli, herb seedlings, all raising up in song to Nudah (the sun) and to another beautiful day in the garden.
A note on weeds: Heavens, weeds will be there from the beginning to the end. No use trying to eradicate them. Mother Nature is a smidge savvier than you and I. I go through the garden nearly every day and pick wayward, tiny weeds coming up. That is the best we can do. No worries. The plants will still grow. Plants want to grow!
I hope your seedlings are up, your weeds are down, and you are watering each day if it doesn’t rain!
See you next week in our Jalagi Adusgi!