It always seems like a miracle to me when I put seeds in the ground and they actually grow. A big part of me doesn’t expect anything to come of those seeds and sometimes nothing does. But when they do sprout, my faith grows. I know the more seeds I plant the more I expect them to make it. But I hope I can always hold on to that feeling of it being a miracle.
A week and a day after planting corn, beans and squash in my Three Sister’s Garden, I started to see the first bits of green popping up through the soil and mulch hay. That was yesterday and this morning it seemed they all burst through.
I think that’s a pumpkin leaf or maybe zucchini (I’m sure someone reading this knows) growing next to the corn.
The peas and cucumbers came up along the fence, they’re at least an inch high. I uncovered the sunflowers (one flower in the front corners of the garden like sentinels) struggling their way up through too much mulch.
So far I don’t see any sign of the beans, which is just right. They’re supposed to come up last, giving the corn a chance to grow tall enough for them to climb up.