One potato, two potato, three potato, four....
This garden is on the route Liza and I usually take on our daily scoot. Last year I admired all the veggies the gardener grew on the over sized corner lot - this bed will be chock full of veggies by mid-summer. These are all rows of potatoes.
It's fun to see it come together -- though for a couple of weeks last month it was pretty odoriferous, with a fresh batch of manure thrown on top.
Last week someone chalked this sign on the sidewalk in front of the garden.
The Potato Song