Well, it is FALL in Norway. The huge curtain of ivy along the wall of our apartment building is turning from green to yellow to blazing red. Christopher took a shot of it:
It's getting cold, not quite freezing, but close. Cold enough for me to whip out various NorthFace and cashmere clothing items.
My little balcony garden proved to be quite the little producer! I got carrots, beans, tomatoes, salad greens and herbs. Not bad for a first attempt! However, things were winding down, but there was still one thing left to harvest.
The great potato bag.
I've had my eye on it for quite sometime, and given my tendency to pull or dig things up prematurely, that dang bag has been driving me INSANE with curiosity! Christopher did catch me digging around it in one time in August, and I did find a tiny little potato, and then I swore to leave it alone (and I did).
Well, I thought since it was clearly fall it was high time to bust that bag open! I had visions of a bag full of tubers, pounds of potatoes I could share with friends, buttery mashed potatoes or little new potatoes sauteed in butter and dill.
So, Christopher and I started digging.
ummmm, where were all of the potatoes??
I admit, my success as a first time gardener has made me a bit cocky, I was fully expecting this bag to be FULL of taters.
But, after digging through almost half of the bag and not finding anything, I was getting a little alarmed.
Then, I found one!!!
Finding this little gem reinvigorated us and we resumed the ravishing of the potato bag with a renewed interest...
But in the end, there were only a handful of potatoes to be had:
I was still excited though! I mean, I MADE potatoes!!! We had a lot of tiny ones, and a few good size ones as well.
So, this concludes our great big gardening journey of 2008!
How lovely is the silence of growing things...