We were invited to help out at a place near Viljandi picking potatoes over the weekend. We only managed to pick potatoes for about three hours before the shock of doing actual physical labor set in. That and Anna was crying.Even Marta -- notoriously labor prone -- helped collect baskets of potatoes, and Anna collected quite a few buckets too. Our friends Enn and Kaari worked until 8 pm that night. They have more potatoes than they know what to do with (which is why Estonians eat so many potatoes, Epp says).
After we left the farm, the kids got to bounce on the trampoline at Enn and Kaari's place. Anna usually wants me to hold her hand, but this time she got used to jumping all by herself:
2 comments:
oh these potatoes!!! My back is still hurting a little.
Potatoes:
My cousin Midge said that one of her friends sent her a brief
on line quiz question:
What if you could only have one of these for the rest of your life?
Carbs or Chocolate?
She and I laughed ...no brainer ..how could we ever live without Potatoes.. must be an Irish thing..
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