Having stared at a muffin tin full of sprouting potatoes for six
weeks, last Saturday we embarked in earnest upon the Great Potato
Adventure. We started with three old pallets appropriated from beside
the bins ages ago, and attacked them with hammers until we had a nice
pile of planks. From these we built a potato box, a neat contraption
that allows the gardener to build up the soil as the plants grow,
maximising the yield in a small space. During the growing season,
we'll add planks and raise the surface level, and come Fall we'll
remove planks to harvest the mature potatoes.
Today I planted in the seed potatoes: five varieties with a range of
properties to test. I took this photo before covering them over with
compost. Now I leave the rest to chance: I'll just keep an eye on the
watering and try to stop Charlie using it as a litter box.