There hasn't been a whole lot to report from the garden lately. It has rained and rained and rained lately. The potatoes are now up to my waist and have begun to flower. The Yellow Finn potato flowers are white, while the Red Norland flowers are purple, sort of a mid-lilac. They smell wonderful. I had no idea potato flowers had a scent, but I don't know why they wouldn't.
We had a pounding storm this evening, but if it looks like a possibility tomorrow I will try to hill the potatoes on more time. They have grown so tall so fast that there is currently a lot of exposed stem. The more of that I get covered up, the more potatoes I get to brag about later. We'll see what happens tomorrow. This is the rainiest springs I can recall.
The fox returns and life continues
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