Sunday, April 26, 2009

...they have eyes but they do not have faces ...

So while I was out there doing all the hard work of readying the beds for the spuds, I started singing that Cheryl Wheeler song about potatoes. Maybe you would like to hear it so that you too can have this ingenious little number rattling around in your head all day in the garden?

1 comment:

Barry said...

Looking good!

I finally got mine in the ground on Monday. Hoping for a good year.