Friday I realized I had forgotten about my potato crop.
The potatoes had a rough summer. Mr. Groundhog kept eating them down to about the 2-inch level. Then one day, he said, "I've had enough potato leaves" and went out to the farm to destroy a large part of their eggplant crop.
So, the potatoes soldiered on. They never had flowers and I figured we'd never get any potatoes, so I more or less forgot about them. Until Friday.
By Friday, most of the leaves had shriveled up. I looked around the weed-strewn patch and thought, "I'll never find them." But, I dug where I thought they might be and sure enough I found them. Aren't they cute? We had some (with parsley from the yard) the other night. Yum yum!
