One of the things I love about being married is experience a different style of living. I relate to my mother-in-law a lot because she understands how it feels to be brought into the "Torgerson" way of doing things. This weekend I learned for the first time how to plant potatoes.
First, you need some good help.
And you need some "seedling" potatoes from last years crop.
Then you cut the potatoes into chunks. How? With a knife between your legs.
That's right! A knife, stabbed into a board, right between your legs.
Then you load them into this piece of machinery from 50-60 years ago. What's cool about this, is Daniel's grandpa bought one, and another guy bought one. They sped things up by attaching their two pieces of machinery into one.
Then you sit on the back of it and watch the tractor do all the work. It's quite a ride up there on that seat. You might not think so, but that tractor flips you around pretty good.
After taking all the pictures to document my new adventure, I couldn't resist but jumping into that other seat and going for a little ride myself.
And this is how you know if you've worked hard enough.
Your not done until your face is plastered with snot and dirt!
Payson Temple
8 years ago









1 comment:
O.k., but I still wouldn't be able to plant potatoes because we don't have one of those nifty planter things. By the way, don't show it to Dad. He will think he "needs" one!!
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