I have dug up 7/8ths, really more like 25/39ths of my potatoes down South.
I am assuming lack of heavy rain took it toll, as even though I watered for an hour to three hours when ever I was home the ground was generally dry.
Now I did not water parts of the garden evenly and where it was hit a little less really was obvious.
Right under the sprinkler if was fairly normal for wetness, slighty glumpy, but all but there it was dry to very dry.
Most of the potatoes came up clean and in that Black Gumbo that is NOT NORMAL, ever. in some places it was tolerably moist, still came out clean, but 8 inches down it was like loose not even damp crushed dirt; I picked up a clump , when there were clumps, crushed it and it ran through my fingers like sand.
98.6 percent of the potatoes were the size of a goose egg down to pheasant egg; very few marbles and very, very few larger than a baseball.
Reds bulked up better than white or yellows.
Out of all that digging I got one bushel; a few years back that many plants would have filled three to four bushel baskets, real ones.
I figured that there would be not normal results as the leaves were still over three inches deep in some places.
Worms were happy as the surface and down about two inches it was moist and there were a lot of them there, a lot on the surface under the leaves.
In an odd occurrence I has a small onion patch about three by twelve inches and two sunflowers came up in it; the onions right next to, or on top of the sunflower roots were the largest, though only golf ball size..
The soil was 75 percent potting soil mixed with the Black Gumbo and I pulled or scooped out most of the onions with my fingers the way you run a feline pooper-scooper through the kitty litter and this was the day after I watered it for 90 minutes.
Picked a bunch of sweet corn ears of varying varieties, Shoepeg was mixture of yellow and white with some cobs mostly yellow but there was not much separation of varieties in space so they were side by side with some rows containing two or three varieties.
I will go back in two days to get back working on the garage and will pick the last and leave the rest for the squirrels over winter as I do not eat much any more and I do not want a fridge full of corn cobs taking space plus I have a fair number there already in very cold water.
I had three muskmelon but some thing broke them off of the stem and picked holes in the side; one was nearly ripe, one gold on the inside but not sweet and the other was green; ate two and put all three in the compost bin, which I water heavily with the roses.
