A few days ago I finally dug up the red potatoes. The tops were droopy and turning brown.
I was greeted with gold.
This is the first time I’ve grown taters this large. The last few years I’ve grown really crappy sized potatoes, but this was something to finally be proud about.
The Kennebec potatoes I left in the ground are they are still sturdy and pretty green.
Fourteen, you say? Fourteen pounds of red potatoes. I couldn’t be happier.
It’s also the number of days the onions have been sitting out back in the early morning sun and the shade the rest of the day. They were finally done curing and it was time to put them into storage.