I guess that's the only way to explain it. Yes, root crops usually do well in our area of northern Minnesota. Maybe we can't grow tomatoes, but our carrots can be the size of baseball bats. (Slight exaggeration.)
Even with all the frustrating weather this past gardening season threw at us, the root crops in my garden came through with flying colors.
As of yesterday, all of them were harvested except the potatoes, so Papa Pea started digging them while I was . . . I was . . . what the heck was I doing? Oh, well. Not important.
Backing up to this spring when I planted the potatoes . . . only red ones this year, because we really do prefer them over whites. (Supposedly reds have a lower starch content than white varieties, and we like the texture of reds.) Anywho, I had very poor germination (maybe only 65%, I'm guessing) in the four fourteen foot long rows I planted. Not too happy with that, but rather than trying to fill in the empty spots, I just went with what sprouted.
So yesterday my dear husband started digging the potatoes and got two of the four rows done before he went on to something else. Today he and I worked together to get the last two rows harvested.
Although we haven't actually weighed the potatoes, Papa Pea estimates we got between 200-250 pounds! And that is due to the size of the individual potatoes rather than the number.
These aren't all of them (of course), but just two buckets I grabbed to photograph. Look at the size of those spuds! (Hubby's glove is in the picture for size comparison.) We have never, and I mean never, grown such consistently large potatoes. Sure wish I knew why they grew so big this year. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining but would love to be able to do it again!
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