|Two empty rows to the left of that pole were the tater beds.|
The pole is actually a raised sprinkler to get above the corn.
This weekend was spent digging potatoes. What a crop! I estimated that we ended up with around 160-170 pounds. I filled my storage rack and still had an entire queen sized bed sheet full to give away to friends, neighbors and coworkers. Taters for all! I hope the sweet potatoes do that well.
|From the opposite end. Freshly hoed tomato plants|
What made really made the day special was to work in the garden with the boys. Despite the heat they were there with me. We had a great system in which my five-year-old would pull the plant, I would dig and my two-year-old would pile them in the middle of the rows. Keep in mind now.......this wasn't my plan....it was their plan. On top of that, the two-year-old had a fit to make sure that every one was in a container of some sort be it a plastic bag, bucket, box or even his pants pockets. It was interesting that they never once complained that it was too hot. It was bright and 101 degrees at the peak. I made sure that they had plenty of water and sunscreen (wish I had put sunscreen on myself...ouch) but they never once complained about any discomfort. They were out there working because it was an opportunity to hang with Dad. I'm sure being able to root around in the dirt had something to do with it too, but they were as well behaved and attentive as I've ever seen them. They were happy. Despite being hot, nasty and tired they were happy. I could learn a lot from that...........
Y'all take it easy,