Earlier this year I spent 27 bucks on seed potatoes. I planted them in a big container in the back yard. Per the directions, I added dirt each time the plants reached a certain height. All the plants flowered and, per the directions, I was to wait until the plants completely died. Then it is time to harvest.
That day was today.
Potato Crop Ready for Harvest
From the day I planted them, I babied them and made sure everything was just right. I had ideas of us having enough potatoes that we wouldn’t have to buy any for many months. Once they were well established I left them alone….just like they said on the directions!!!!!
So, we dumped the thing over and we found some potatoes, not many but some. Some as in very few. When the ones that were inedible due to insect damage were removed, this is what I had left.
Four, Small, Blurry Potatoes.
*Sigh*
Oh, that is just so so sad. And homegrown potatoes are so good. (But I probably shouldn’t mention that, should I?) This does dissuade me from ever trying to grow them myself, so I appreciate your post!
My tomatoes yielded 3 tomatoes…my grape tomatoes yielded 3 tomatoes…my pepper yielded 1 pepper. I feel your pain.
Hey, are those the potatoes that I threw in my compost heap?
I know, that was mean. Sorry, expecially since I had nearly the same resuts with my potato harvest a few years ago. I think I only spent $21, and got 7 potatoes, but yours look much larger.
They make it look so easy on TV.
~sigh~ there is always next year.
Vegetable gardening in Central Florida is very difficult! We tried the first few years we were here. We gave up!
That’s so sad — you’d better save them for a special occasion; it works out to about $7 per potato plus tax, dirt, water, etc.
Sigh. How disappointing.
Oh you poor thing! All that work for a small handful of potatoes. I swear sometimes it’s just easier to wait for sales at Publix!
Maybe next time…or will there be a next time?
My mother always insisted that you had to plant potatoes on Good Friday if you wanted to have any potatoes to harvest. Who knows if it was true or just Catholic superstition, but we could have survived a cataclysm on her garden produce every year, so I’d pay attention. 😉