A while ago I blogged about my garden and specifically about potatoes.
I harvested my potatoes yesterday. Not a bad return for a crop that required little more than cutting up some potatoes and tossing them into a tub full of dirt.
I figured since the greenery had long since died away the potatoes (if there were any) were ready to harvest. I dug in with my hands and felt around. Sure enough, there were some round lumpy bits in there. A few were chunks of bark from some compost but most were potatoes.
I'm hoping I missed a few and will go tater digging again in a few days to see.
This may be the beginning of a beautiful relationship . . . with my potatoes.
Quotable quotes; in the category Pooh To You! What About The Ladies?
"What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow." A. A. Milne