Three Sisters

The title of this entry is three sisters, and seeing as I have two sisters, I could start right in about all of us. Believe me, I have lots of stories that would entertain one and all. But then Karen and Kathy would seek revenge in some dastardly way. They might even recruit my brother Bob into it too. And they're all pretty creative when it comes to exacting revenge. So I'll hold off on embarassing sibling stories for now. For now...

Instead I'll write about the Three Sisters Garden I have growing at work. I have the benefit and the curse of having two gardens: one at home and one at work. The Three Sisters Garden is modeled after the gardens tended by the Hidatsa people of North and South Dakota. Three sisters refers to the three main vegetables grown - corn, beans and squash. Sunflowers are also grown, but I guess those aren't counted in the name.

We've been growing this garden at work for three years now, and I've got to tell you -- I'm a convert. I'm not using a bison hoe or an antler rake, but we are doing no till and no chemical and it's been pretty successful. Once you get the mounds established, weeding is minimal. We spread straw between the mounds to control weeds and retain moisture. We do have a problem with ground squirrels that like to pull out the corn seedlings to eat the kernal underneath, and also like to take away our bean pods. We're working on the ground squirrels.

We use the book "Buffalo Bird Woman's Garden" as a guide. Lots of cool info on native gardening and food preservation techniques. If you're a gardener and are looking for something a little different, pick up a copy and try it out.

Trust your food

Remember that tomato give-away at work I talked about earlier? The give-away was this weekend. I brought in about 100 little heirloom tomato plants in nine different varieties, and all but ten of them were taken away to good homes. Hopefully these folks will like their unusual, non super-market tomatoes enough to try more heirlooms in the future.

A very nice old lady even brought in a tomato plant for me - a variety she called 'Taliana,' which she brought over from New Zealand twenty years ago and has been growing ever since. (Anybody out there grow Taliana tomatoes??) For my remaining ten plants, I already have a home for them -- the dairy I buy milk from (yes - right off the farm!) told me they will gladly take any and all I had left. I hate to see anything go to waste.

Yes, I am a pack-rat. Anyone who knows me will tell you this. I am also a hoarder. That means at any given time, I have about two months worth of food in my house. I claim that I like to buy in bulk because it saves money, but the real reason is that I like to have lots of food on hand. You never can be too prepared, right?

I would like to be more self-sufficient. I don't trust big
companies. I think that if big companies have a choice between making lots of money selling an unhealthy product, and making less money selling a healthy product, they'll go for the first option. One of those big companies I distrust is Monsanto. Distrust is too soft a word for what I feel toward Monsanto. What they are doing to the world's food supply is very, very scary.

So, in my own very little way, I am trying to be more self-sufficient and less reliant on big food companies. We have a large garden and preserve a lot of what we grow. I save vegetable seed from year to year. We're members of a local CSA. I buy our natural beef, pork and chicken from local farmers. I shop at the local co-op and have joined an organic food buying club. I buy milk straight from the dairy. Our food is local, healthy and tasty. I'm not trying to be preachy, but I am pleased about most of the choices we've made. That's not to say we've given up on supermarket food altogether -- heavens, no. But the money we spend there has gotten less and less over the years.











It's amazingly easy to eat local these days. There are numerous guides available for many areas of the country. Lots of local co-ops have information that will help you get started. Or just do a google search for CSAs in your town. It seems every week there is a news story about product recalls, animal mistreatment, genetic food engineering and chemical toxicity. Knowing where your food comes from and what goes into it is a great liberating experience.

Here's links to several local food guides for Minnesota:
MN Dept. of Agriculture: http://www.mda.state.mn.us/food/minnesotagrown/
Slow Food Minnesota: http://www.slowfoodmn.org/local.html
Land Stewardship Project: http://www.landstewardshipproject.org/foodfarm-main.html
Upper MN River Valley: http://www.prideoftheprairie.org/
Southeast MN: http://southeastmnfoodnetwork.com/smfn/
MN Farmers Market Association: http://www.mfma.org/

True sign of spring

Some think it's the first robin, others think it's the first daffodil blooming. For me, the first real signs of spring are plum blossoms. Robins and daffodils give a false sense of security in Minnesota, where snow storms are common in April and not unheard of in May. When the plum trees start to blossom, you know you can finally put away your hat and mittens. For five months, at least.

For those of you still living in suburbia, or urbia for that matter, wild plums are something very special. Prunus Americanus, wild plums grow along lakeshores and creek beds in almost every state in the US. Their blossoms are heaven scent, their fruit truly divine. These aren't the plums you find in the supermarket; in fact, the only way to taste a wild plum is to actually go out and find one in the wild. In Minnesota, the best times for looking are in August, but ripening times vary with weather and location.

One day last summer I was working at another state park on a very sunny, hot August afternoon. I was carrying some heavy equipment, had just walked about three miles through rough terrain, and was still a half mile from the shop where coolness and water bottles were waiting. I stopped briefly for a rest next to a couple of rough, bedraggled looking trees, feeling mightily bedraggled myself. Parched and sweating, I look around and a small flash of pink catches my eye. A closer look, and I see more small dots of pink scattered through the branches. No! Yes! Plums! I gently pull one from the tree, slowly sink my teeth into the skin, and close my eyes in pure bliss as I taste the sweet juicy fruit.

Ten minutes and about thirty plums later I walk on, happy and grateful for nature's snackbar.

I tell you, if you have never tasted wild plums at the peak of ripeness, you are truly missing out. Today is a gorgeous day - go out right now and take a walk, or go for a drive along a rural road. Find a dirt road with a few bends or hills in it, which may indicate a winding creek or stream. Look on a south-facing slope for a bunch of scraggly trees bearing tons of off-white blossoms. Stake out the location, and make a point to come back in early August. You won't be disappointed.

Good vs. Evil

Once when I was writing a paper for a botany class in college, I defined a weed as 'a plant growing where you don't want it to grow.' So, a rose bush in the middle of a wheat field is a weed, as is a grapevine in an apple orchard.

Other people define weeds in other ways. Actually, every state maintains a listing of official weeds. In rural areas, counties have 'weed inspectors' that go around and make sure people don't have lots of weeds in their fields. I guess if you have a lot of weeds in your field, then your neighbor gets nervous about weed seeds blowing onto his field. If the weed inspector tells you to control your weeds, and you don't, you get in big trouble.

It's spring. My garden is starting to grow -- little rutabaga cloverettes, asparagas spears, potato sprouts and pea shoots all poking through the soil. But way ahead of all of these delights is the dandelion. The dandelions in my garden have already flowered and are beginning to seed. Thousands upon thousands of them in my yard, some sneaking out into the alfalfa field around our homestead.

The line between good and evil is blurred when it comes to dandelions. Are they good or evil? Thankfully they're not officially listed as a state noxious weed in Minnesota, otherwise I'd be in big trouble.

Pesticide companies have convinced millions of people that dandelions are evil, and that we need to spend lots of money on chemicals to remove them. Frankly I think the chemicals used to kill dandelions are far more evil than the dandelions are. But try convincing a homeowners' association of that.

In my garden they take up valuable vegetable space and no matter how many you pull out, ten times that amount will sprout back up the following week. Yet they are beautiful, turning a empty green sky of lawn into a starlit expanse of yellow. If I had more time and motivation, I might even try picking the young greens for salad, or collecting the flowers for wine.

Perhaps the turning point in the argument for me is what happens at about 4 o-clock in the afternoon on a school day in the spring. My seven-year-old gets dropped off the bus, walks into our yard and kneels down on the grass. He then comes into the house gripping a handful of yellow flowers picked for his mom.

Dandelions are most definitely good.

P.S. Minnesota's official noxious weed list can be seen here: http://plants.usda.gov/java/noxious?rptType=State&statefips=27