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The unearthing of potatoes full stop: one of the strongest, loveliest memories of watching my Dad, I can still smell the earth.
Hi Sandra, for me digging up potatoes is always an astonishing event, a magical treasure hunt, even though I know we planted them there. But all the more so when you unexpectedly find a load more more, months later, enough for several meals :-)
The unearthing of potatoes full stop: one of the strongest, loveliest memories of watching my Dad, I can still smell the earth.
ReplyDeleteHi Sandra, for me digging up potatoes is always an astonishing event, a magical treasure hunt, even though I know we planted them there. But all the more so when you unexpectedly find a load more more, months later, enough for several meals :-)
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