Yesterday was July 1st, and that meant it was time to harvest the potatoes. They were not all mature, but if we had waited much longer, the potatoes would get too hot, or literally bake, in the soil. Our potato crop consisted of a 4x8 raised bed. You can see the vines were ready... A few potatoes had a little sunburn. I'm guessing last week's rain washed the soil covering them away. The soil is friable enough that we were able to collect most of them with our hands. It was a hot day, however, and Hub resorted to the shovel before we were finished. Of course, this reminded me of those hot July days of my childhood when we harvested potatoes. My parents planted a hundred acres; no. wait, it just seemed like a hundred acres when we started picking them up. There was a lot of them, though. Daddy used his mule and a middle-buster. (Not sure that is the proper name; it was a type of turning plow.) It was fun for the fi...
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