Introducing Willy, the Philosopher’s Stone, freed at last

Willy breeches…
Willy, freed…

Willy is a huge chunk of granite that surfaced in bed #1. The obsessive-compulsive gardeners wouldn’t leave it be to stifle anyone’s roots, so spent half the day digging and levering it out of the hole, moving it to a place of honor where it will provide a comfortable place of rest for the weary philosopher-gardener.

On the morning of Town Day, we harvested a sample of crops for the display table, and wanted to show off our potatoes. So we pulled the first plant from the remaining row, and were shocked to find an almost solid bunch of red bliss. These are the red potatoes that didn’t seem like they were ever going to sprout last spring, so we overplanted with russets. But apparently at least one of them grew, and this was what we found under a single plant, all bunched together just like the photo. Most were small, but two or three were a very respectable size. (If you look closely, you’ll see one russet that must have snuck in from an adjoining plant.)