Today was the day - to finally dig out the potatoes. The plants had died off and I didn't want to risk any potatoes rotting underground from the rain showers we've been having lately. The kids gathered around as Dave dumped the container out. We shifted through the dirt and found more dirt, more dirt and more dirt. Oh, and five very small red potatoes - very, very small and slightly rotten. {sigh}
If this is my greatest disappointment of the day, then I should consider myself fortunate, right? The kids got to play in dirt, always an enjoyable activity for them. And I discovered something new about myself. That potato growing is just not my thing. Basil yes, potatoes NO!
2 comments:
Oh rats, no potatoes. I think it's awesome that you had such a positive attitude about it. I wonder what happened? I'm still envious of your fresh basil, ha ha. Yummo.
Jenn
It sounds like it was a success. Potatoes can be difficult to grow. My husband tried and nothing.
Like you said the kids got to play in the dirt.
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