The potato that I chucked into a pot way back in March has hatched 10 little potatoes that, it seems, might actually be edible...although my daughter hastily reminded me that she adamantly refuses to eat ANYthing that comes out of the garden. I like the trust!
I'm just so thrilled that anything has actually grown that I am strutting around like a mother hen over my little tater chicks.
The sight of the cucumbers is enough to make me squeal like a porn queen, they're just that big. The only problem this city girl is encountering at this point is how to know when to harvest everything. That sounds like it should be the subject of a later blog.
So, later....harvesting stuff....
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