I’m quite far behind on this blog, but no matter; I shall dive right in anyway and get caught up as I’m able.
We maybe should have dug up our potatoes a couple weeks ago, maybe even a month ago. (Am I running behind on everything?) Well, after an incredibly mild summer, which was more like a New England summer than a Missouri summer, we hit a patch of oppressive heat and humidity that drove us indoors for a couple weeks. Denny and I only got out when we needed to and tried to keep that to morning hours. The younger kids played in the hose most afternoons. The creek had nearly dried up.
Now we’re back to something more reasonable. The sun was shining this morning, the katydids were carrying on like nobody’s business, the bees were busy about the last of summer’s flowers. Time to head to the garden.
Only the three youngest grew potatoes this year. Just a small patch each in their small garden plots. Seth and Blue helped them harvest. We’d planted what was left of the seed in a bigger patch by our tomatoes. Royal and Little stayed out to help harvest those while the others went off to play.
|Rewarded with cold cups of apple cider for their efforts. |
(Toasting friends Sponge & Noggin, who, the kids suspect,
would love to have joined us today.)
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to scrub some of these and toss them in the slow cooker with the beef roast, carrots and onions. Ta ta for now!