I spent the late morning digging potatoes in our raised bed garden. Not too many, just enough for a few meals.
The earth was soft, and there were many creepy crawlies!
My neighbor Pauline, who is older and wiser, digs her potatoes with a spoon. She never cuts potatoes in half like I do. Oops!
The cold water from the hose felt magnificent on my dirt covered feet, and had me wishing that we hadn't already closed the pool.