Potatoes, earth’s gold. The thrill of forking the soil, and finding these golden vegetables.
My favourite vegetable. Numerous ways to cook. Salt of the earth. A basic in my book. All shapes, all sizes.
Light up the room with a potato lamp. Or see time passing with a potato clock.
Carl Rogers, the psychologist, spoke of potatoes left in a dark cellar. How they would sprout and grow towards any chink of light. He was comparing how humans continue to grow even in poor conditions.
Hardy potatoes. Give me a potato any day. I’ll survive these dark corona days.
