Rather, Bob dug potatoes, and Hallie and I picked them out of the dirt. And we shrieked with delight every time we saw one.
Very exciting around these parts!
Our harvest filled our bowl, but was certainly not as much as we thought there would be. Apparently our ground wasn't very moist or whatever.
I'm not sure that I will grow potatoes again next year. You have to deal with them during the hottest part of the year. Plus, you have to dig.
But any way, I'm already starting to plan my garden for next year. Lots more tomatoes. No potatoes and probably no carrots. More onions. We shall see on the other things.
Thanks, Bob! We love you!!!