So, that noble potato we harvested at Trout Lake has now met his destiny: soup.
I reburied two miniature potatoes found among the roots, just to help along the new generation next year.
Also: it turns out that tea brewed and sealed in a carafe is still drinkable nine days later, if somewhat past its prime. Good to know.
current reading: DEVIL'S TOR (the Knossos chapter), NETWORK EFFECT (The Murderbot Diaries)