About a week ago, I was working in my gardens with my mama. As a green witch, she loves weeding, watering, tending to plants. We come from a long line of ancestors who worked farms and tended to the soil, so her wisdom runs far deeper than just what she learned in a book.
We were watering my potato patch when she said:
“You better get your root crops up before dog days, because if you don’t, they’ll rot in the ground.”
She said it the same way she always has, like it’s not up for debate: July 15th to August 15th. That’s Dog Days. Don’t play around with it.
And I’ll admit—this year’s been weird. The heat hasn’t hit quite like it usually does. It’s been wet, overcast, soft around the edges. The ground feels more like spring than midsummer.
So I did what I always do now: I asked questions. I researched. I got curious. Is Dog Days really a thing? And how does it actually work?
I knew to trust her, but I like to be rooted on the corner of practical and magical – I want to know the science, the lore and why things work the way they do.
Turns out… my mama was right.(As always.) And so were her mama, and hers, and the line of women before them.
Even if they didn’t have the science— they had the knowing.
What Are Dog Days, Technically?
In the “official” version, the Dog Days of Summer refer to the time when Sirius, the Dog Star, rises with the sun—typically around July 3 to August 11 in the Northern Hemisphere. Ancient Greeks and Romans believed that when Sirius appeared in the dawn sky, it intensified the sun’s heat and brought drought, disease, and danger.
But in the South? We don’t need a star chart to know when the air goes still and the ground starts to sour. Down here, Dog Days are July 15 to August 15. Ask any old-school southern gardener or canner and they’ll tell you the same.
It’s not about astronomy—it’s about how the earth feels under your bare feet.
And every woman who’s ever pulled onions or potatoes before the skies turned mean knows: if your root crops stay in the ground too long, you’re courting rot.
Why Root Crops Rot During Dog Days (Even in Mild Years)
Root crops—like potatoes, carrots, beets, onions, garlic—do best in cool, dry-ish soil. They don’t love:
Overly moist ground
Humid air
Long delays after ripening
Wild temperature swings
And guess what Dog Days deliver every single year? Exactly that.
Delay = deterioration Once a root crop matures, it’s not waiting on you. If it lingers underground too long, it starts to break down—soft, split, spongey. Not what you want in a stew.
High humidity ruins curing Even if you pull them at the right time, humid air can prevent proper drying and lead to mold or early spoilage.
The Wisdom Behind the Warning
Here’s what stopped me in my tracks: I had no idea Dog Days were linked to the stars.
I thought it was just another weird Southern saying—like “red sky at morning” or “don’t plant on the full moon.” But when I dug in, I realized something that gave me chills:
The ancestors knew what science only recently caught up to.
They didn’t need telescopes or peer-reviewed journals. They had weathered bones, cracked hands, and land that told them when to act. They may not have known about Sirius, but they damn sure knew when the ground started turning on them.
This is why I believe so deeply in ancestral wisdom—especially from women. Because even when they didn’t have the “right” language for it, they had truth.
And they passed it down in stories, superstitions, garden advice, and phone calls like the one I had just last week.
But What About This Year?
Let’s be honest—this season’s strange. It’s been wetter. Softer. Slower. The heat hasn’t hit like it usually does. You could almost miss that Dog Days had started at all.
But that’s the danger. Just because it’s quiet doesn’t mean something isn’t spoiling underground.
If your soil is saturated and your root crops are ready—pull them anyway. Because once rot sets in, there’s no salvaging it.
What This Teaches (Beyond the Garden)
This isn’t just about carrots or potatoes.
This is about:
That hard truth you’ve been avoiding
That “almost done” project that’s starting to feel sour
That emotional root you haven’t had the courage to pull
Because here’s what I know:
If you don’t pull what’s ready, it will rot. Even if the weather feels mild. Even if you think you have more time.
Dog Days are a warning and an invitation. A time to check your roots—literal and emotional. To clear out what’s fully grown. To make room for what’s next.
Though in full disclosure, my mama says the only things to really worry about is regular potatoes (not sweet) and onions. She said all other root crops will be fine.
And after learning everything else she said had science to back it up – I’m just gonna do what she’s always taught me.
What To Do Now
Trust your gut. If something’s ready to be pulled—harvest it.
Don’t wait for heat or hardship to take it from you.
Honor what’s been growing. Cure it. Store it. Celebrate it.
Compost what can’t be saved. That’s not failure. That’s nature.
Mama might’ve said it one way. The stars might’ve said it another.
But they were both saying this:
Don’t leave your roots to rot. Pull them with love. So all your hard work doesn’t go to waste.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to pick 100 red onions and figure out what to do with them.
Hey there, I'm Gina Luker. I'm an artist, author and founder of The Soft Life Society. I am proudly a wild, witchy woman on a mission to make life magical. Alongside my husband Mitch, we are remodeling a 200 year old home we call The Enchanted Manor. I'm obsessed with estate sale shopping, Instagram, Practical Magic, disco balls, margaritas and doing whatever makes me insanely happy in any given moment.
I don’t grow things–both my brother and sister have that gift, as did our mother and her mother and sisters (she was the youngest of 12, six of them girls–a lot of wisdom and knowledge to tap into!). But I do write, and every bit of wisdom you shared here can be applied to a struggle I’ve had for several months with my fiction. Those several months basically line up with the change in the White House. So I’m heeding your wisdom and treating these dog days like it’s time to get those words out of my brain and onto the page before they rot. Maybe I needed a deadline. THANK YOU, as always.
I don’t grow things–both my brother and sister have that gift, as did our mother and her mother and sisters (she was the youngest of 12, six of them girls–a lot of wisdom and knowledge to tap into!). But I do write, and every bit of wisdom you shared here can be applied to a struggle I’ve had for several months with my fiction. Those several months basically line up with the change in the White House. So I’m heeding your wisdom and treating these dog days like it’s time to get those words out of my brain and onto the page before they rot. Maybe I needed a deadline. THANK YOU, as always.
Awesome article! I live in Southern California so never understood the “dog days of summer” now I do!
You really are the best!
Love this!