Pommes de Terre. One of the few things I remember from my college French course. Pommes de terre translates to “apples of the ground.” Ignatius and I had a lot of fun digging up a half a row this morning. We lost our entire potato crop last year on October 4th it snowed, and was 4 or so above for most of the week…so I’m a little gunshy, that’s why I’ve begun digging this early.
Looks like enough potatoes for the whole winter. Really nice flowers too.
Thanks Bob, Andrew convinced me to leave the rest in the ground for a bit, but I do feel like I have enough just in case…