Months ago, I planted out potatoes in three pots. They grew, then flowered, and I thought yesterday how I really must harvest them soon. So today, I did just that. Care to guess how many potatoes grew? Zero. Zip. Zilch. De nada. A big, fat diddly-squat. I was
so disappointed. Talking to my Dad this afternoon, he said sometimes that can happen with the supermarket ‘taters I had planted. He suggested I try with seed potatoes. I am tempted to just throw in the towel, and instead focus on the things I am good at, like tomatoes. Grr.