I should have taken a before picture, but it was a race against time to dig the potatoes before the heat caught us. We started at seven a.m., and I pulled the last taters around nine. Whew!
Weeds were chest high and more. James and the weed whacker went to work!
We have some interesting volunteers growing in our mulch pile. They look like unripe cherry tomatoes, but the leaves are something else. There are also a few plants that look like tomatillos or... something. Any guesses or suggestions? (No, we didn't taste any.)
Onions in the basket on the right, garlic, remaining all blue potatoes, and tree onions in the basket on the right. Three overflowing boxes of potatoes that will be weighed later today.
Until next time, remember, this is not paradise. It's Purgatory Ranch.