It is hard to admit it, but I really like country music. Well, country music from the late 80’s – mid 90’s. I love me some Tanya Tucker, Garth Brooks, Alan Jackson and Mary Chapin Carpenter (to name a few). One particular song, “Wild Angels” by Martina McBride is also a good one. It also happens to be a song that I could just not stop thinking about as I ripped up a whole mess of wild potatoes in the garden. I just happened to change the words from “wild angels” to “wild potatoes”. It must’ve been wild potatoes
Wild, wild potatoes
Baby what else could it be?
Lame, I know. Sometimes the brain works in mysterious ways.
But, all joking aside, it is really amazing how aggressive the plants are. I purchased black garden fabric and the potatoes and dandelions are the only plants that continue to grow without light. I was worried they might rip a hole in the fabric before I had a chance to rip them up.