I harvested a humongous sweet potato. And I mean humongous. It might not be record-breaking by Guinness standards, but it sure is by mine. A whopping 9 lbs — BIGGER than my newborn babies, mind you, both of whom weighed in below 8 lbs. Pretty incredible, huh?
I think so. And you’ll never guess where I found it.
My compost pile. Yep, it was lurking deep beneath my kitchen scraps and lawn leaves, hidden from view save for the glorious array of green leaves above surface; the mega sweet potato. I’m telling you, if you don’t have a compost pile, you need one.
If this isn’t testament to the fact that vegetables can grow all by themselves without any interference from the well-meaning gardener, I don’t know what is. I mean, this gardening stuff is easy! Seriously. Get a compost pile, grow some mega antioxidants. You’ll be happier for it!
Now back to the sweet potato. What do you do with a sweet potato that size? Why, you cook it!
Mashed Sweet Potatoes and Sweet Potato Pie are delicious, but if you prefer something a bit healthier, how about Healthy Sweet Potato Fries? Perhaps a tray of sweet potato chips?
Or two. Three. Shoot–you could probably make an entire jumbo size bag of the healthy snacks! Simply shave off a slice, brush it with olive oil and bake at 400 until crispy.
You know it’s a good day in the compost pile when this little fella is making his home in your homemade dirt. Can you see him? He’s the curvy-looking stick.
It means nice, damp conditions. It means nutrients. It means this compost will be AWESOME for garden use–all of which we learned this week in our lessons (listed below). But better yet, a compost pile is just plain fun. More
My neighbor warned this might happen. I’ve been so busy tossing everything into my compost pile, planning for my next growing season, I didn’t pay attention to what was growing in it this season. A tomato plant! I knew right away what it was, because there’s one thing about tomato plants and that is – they are aromatic. I’m no “olfactologist,” but I can tell a tomato plant when I smell one – it’s a distinct fragrance.
And I’m excited! Another experiment in the making – woohoo! But due to the fact that I yanked the thing out of my compost pile like the intrusive weed that I mistook it for, my expectations are somewhat dimmed. Tomato plants are not known for their transplanting capability. And while I have a few in my garden disproving that notion, this one might not survive, as its roots were fairly ripped. And torn. (I can be fairly aggressive when there’s work to be done.)
But looking on the bright side of the compost pile, it might just be the stimulation this little guy needs to get busy and get growing. It’s already day two, and he hasn’t shown signs of stress, yet! Give him time, my husband says. Give him time…