Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Time to Dig the Taters...

I was on the phone with my agent, telling her about San Francisco and my meeting with Herself.  But then I had to cut the conversation short because it was time to dig the potatoes.
Nothing like farm chores to keep one grounded -- John ran the tractor, busting out the taters, Justin and Claui picked them up, and I sorted -- Big, Medium, Small, and Cut or otherwise damaged and needing to be used soon.
As always, there were a few oddities -- the ducky, the snowman, some unnameable things and, my personal favorite, the goldfish.
I haven't had time to go blog visiting -- trying to get  unpacked and organized after my trip but I'll be around to say hi soon.  Just now I'm fading fast after a long day...

Here's a little slide show from Monday -- so nice to be back where I belong -- milking, the growing chickens, and  the latest addition to the mix -- Ruby, the horse who came with our new tenants, Nancy and Suzy.



 
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22 comments:

Joan said...

What a week you have had! No wonder you are fading a little! How wonderful ..new potatoes. Nothing like a new potato! Lovely photos of life on the farm. A very grounded life you live Vicki.

Marilyn said...

I loved seeing all the photos in the slideshow, the touches of autumn and the animals. I also loved seeing everyone busy with potato lifting and milking the cow. The photo of your reflection is good. I can see why you love being home again.
Oh yes, fantastic potato shapes.

Martin H. said...

It's that time again, already. Looks as though you've had a reasonable harvest there. Plenty of spuds to see you through the Winter months.

Like Marilyn, I love those that have taken the trouble to grow into amusing shapes.

Pat in east TN said...

Glad you're home and what a wonderful slide show you gave us! Looks like you've also lost a lot of your leaves over there .. we did the other day with strong winds .. but still some color/beauty surrounds you.

Brian Miller said...

ha. i love the oddball potatoes...its fun to guess what they are....and it cracks me up you got off with your against to go dig them

Elora said...

Nothing like a potato harvest to bring a person back down to earth! Those milk crates look so familiar! Cute pix! Welcome back, Vicki!!
Elora

Ms EM said...

Oh, how I love your blog stories. As I rush through my Google Reader I can't wait to get to your posts. This one, makes me smile!

Tammy N said...

I'm much fonder of your farm and mountain life...so glad you are back!☺

Jill said...

Love the goldfish potato! I think it is fun to reach into the soil and pull up something that makes you laugh. At least it makes digging potatoes a little easier. I bet you are happy to be home.

maría cecilia said...

this is what I love seeing from your life style, the farm work is something I´m longing for. those rare shaped potatoes remind me the eggs we used to have at home from the "gallinero", all different but eggy like.
Hope you find the new direction to your writings Herself is advising you to!
hugs

Suz said...

I love those odd ball taters....
and it looks like hard work but fun.. working getting them out and sorted
home..no place like home
breathe a bit

Bouncin' Barb said...

Ah there is no place like home sweet home. Glad you're back. See you soon!!!

Kath said...

It is simply not possible to pick a favorite photo!
THank you for sharing.
Kath

Deanna said...

The little goldfish is pretty cool.

We've never had much luck growing potatoes - but that sure looks like hard work - and fun.

I enjoyed the slide show and especially thought the photo of your reflection was nice.

NCmountainwoman said...

Great post! Now if you can just find a Tater Jesus or Virgin Mary you can make a fortune on eBay.

FOLKWAYS NOTEBOOK said...

Your country slide show was great -- barbara

willow said...

Lovely taters! And the little quirky ones were a treat to see!

Vicki Lane said...

It's great to come home! I love having a horse around -- they have the most wonderful smell.

And it feels good to be winding up outstanding chores -- getting the taters in the cellar is a real sign of autumn.

We're still waiting for the could snap that will bring out more red in the leaves, Pat. And yes, the leaves ar falling fast -- such fleeting glory...

Can't hardly farm without milk crates, now can one, Elora?

Aww, Mrs. EM! Your kind words make ME smile!

Maria Cecilia -- I have great faith in the advice Herself gives me. And it's a directions I've been thinking about for a while...

No EBay treasures from the potato patch this year, alas. But there's always next year!

Miss_Yves said...

I love what you call "oddities"!
Thanks for your free adaptation of my poem: wonderful!

Tipper said...

I'm glad you're home!! Nice taters : )Especially the gold fish!

pat said...

We just came back from NC where I just met that potato-picking young lady, Claui this past weekend in Asheville, at a great little restaurant named HomeGrown.(on Merrimon), Had the best organic cheeseburger, and met this cute lady through my friend's daughter Hannah. (yep, the one who shoed your donkey last spring!)She, incidentally is just getting her farrier business going good, so please remember her and recommend her this spring! Marshall was beautiful, I love it , love it! That was fun to see someone I just met in your post.

Vicki Lane said...

Well, that's pretty cool, Pat! I'm excited about Homegrown -- am meeting a friend for lunch there next Tuesday. Claui's descriptions of the food have my mouth watering...