As already mentioned, this year I felt I ought to be a bit worried. :)
Seriously, digging was a pleasure, not only for our cat which was ...
... meticuously supervising ...
and with Argus-eyes kept guard.
The potatoes, too, had their fun.
Drinking
Talking
Sunbathing
DozingOn an even more serious note: Although we had planted only ten short rows (5 rows with 'early', 5 with 'late' potatoes', at the end we had carried around four hundredweights into the cellar. Marvellous potatoes many of which would not been sold in supermarkets, as their shape's considered political incorrect - and thus they are (somehow) illegal, the more as they don't contain of the average pesticides-level.
Anyway, I can assure you: despite all these flaws they do taste delicious. :)
What a lovely light hearted post and I can't believe you arranged those potatoes so meticulously for the photo shoot. Mrs J must have been hysterical with laughter, or hysterical with Sean why are you wasting so much time fooling about with those potatoes!!!! :-)
ReplyDeleteI love it Sean :) What a great crop and without fertilizer, pesticides etc.
ReplyDeleteThe sunbathers are real beauties :)
didn't eat potatoes for weeks, mainly rice or pasta, but these correct grown ones looks delicious.)
ReplyDeleteLovely crop of spuds Seans. Mine got the blight and are not photogenic...
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post :-)
ReplyDeleteI much prefer the non politically correct potatoes!
A lovely post Sean. I have learnt that vegtables can also be wonderful and entertaining models.:)
ReplyDeleteYour cat did a good job supervising.
Enjoy the fruits of your labour.
It looks like the start of a terrifying Planet of the Potatoes...
ReplyDeleteYou can't beat the shape (or the taste) of the homegrown spud!
What a wonderful haul of spuds Sean. Good to see that you had a feline foreman!
ReplyDeleteThey sure are quite creative potatoes. Especially the "dozing" one. I am not sure if "he" is dozing or nibbling on the leaf secretly! (seems like a "he" to me, by the way)
ReplyDeletejmb,
ReplyDeleteto cause the corners of Mrs. J's mouth starting an expedition to her ear-lobes not only has not been no wasted time; her lenient smile (at the child in her spouse) made me dig faster than ever. :)
Janice,
the more potatoesque creatures I 'found' the greater the pleasure to either arrange new still-lifes and to go on digging. :)
Some contemporaries might call me naive, still: Since I have learned a bit of gardening (I am still a beginner), even more than before I do appreciate what I eat and - that I do have something to eat.
Oh well, but that's a topic for one aor more other posts.
As for the sunbathers: In natura they looked even funnier than in the pic. Great fun.
Hans,
they do not only look good. What's about Ozlem and you dropping by for a tiny potato-party? :)
Second question: Don't you get potatoes in Istanbul, or why would you mainly eat rice and pasta [both of which I like, too, by the way)?
King's Bard,
welcome, and thanks.
'Blight' sounds not good. Does it mean your complete harvest got destroyed? Hopefully not.
Two years ago we had the potato-bug, noticed this slightly late and finally had no good harvest.
Sometimes I tend to think Nature is possibly a sister of Fortuna.
CherryPie,
glad I could make you smile.
I had the choice to write about AIDS or Asia, about some organized capital crimes and stupidities etc., or ...
Finally, and for a change, I chose the 'or'. :)
As for the shape of potatoes, vegetables and fruits: The crux is that the majority of people would raise their brows on 'discovering' them on the market / in the supermarket - and not buy it.
Ardent,
thank you, also in the name of the cat. :)
As for your second sentence: Watch out for the vegetable-pics (hopefully soon) to come. :))
Doubtful Egg,
welcome to Omnium. :)
Well, it would only be natural, wouldn't it? After all, planet Earth rather than a globe is shaped like a potato. :)
As for what you say about homegrown spuds: Can you see me nodding twice? :)
Jams,
sometimes when looking into my foreman's eyes the suspicion sneaked into my mind Sgt. Pluck was watching me.
However - and this thought eased my mind -, would a bicycle be able to dig up such a 'wonderful haul of spuds'? :)
Nevin,
the dozing one's my favourite, too. She (the potato) looks pretty masculine, hm? :)
sean, you mean a potato throw party..)))
ReplyDeletewe will stay at home, have surgery today, so need some rest..)
kindest
Hans,
ReplyDeletenever I'd throw a potato at a Dutchman. :)
Sorry. I thought it was all over, and you felt fine again. Fingers crossed for today, and get soon well, my friend.
Didn't I read somewhere that spuds as a species are all female, no need for males, BUT, evolution is now impossible.
ReplyDeleteOh well.
Sean, have you tried cutting a giant beet in half, hollowing it out, and when planting a new small spud, surround it (almost) with the beet.
ReplyDeleteTry it. (smile)
Let it grow normally with others.
Anon,
ReplyDeletewelcome.
This may be so, but what's about the potato-flowers, which are partly female, partly male?
As for your suggestion: You made me curious. Thanks. Will try to find out more about the 'potabeeto'. :)