Not a recipe folks. Potato PITA is about my potatoes and what a pain in the backside they are!
A few of the plants have died. Mostly from various kinds of blunt force trauma. When hilling these things, soil works best because it provides room for the potato tubers to form and it provides the best support for the growing plants.
I use straw because it’s easier. Trouble is, I just didn’t have quite enough on there and with all of the rain and wind, many of the plants got smashed down hard. I’ve actually staked some of them up and many are leaning just on one another for support. But between the several resuscitations, the propping, smashing, pulling, staking, poking, etc. a few of the plants have given up.
They probably have some early (new) potatoes going and I’ll pull them up.
I still have 80% of the crop going. Since most of them have flowers, I know that potato life is happening. Once the tops die down a couple of months from now, I’ll still have lots of nice potatoes to eat. Except… now I smell a rat! Or actually a mole. Mole hills all over my lawn now and three nice feeding tunnels that go right to the garden and right into the potatoes. Time to urge my cat to do some mole hunting!