The story of the tattie
Once there wis a tattie Once there wis a tattie I pit it in the grun (I put it in the ground) An fan I wint tae look at it (And when I went to look at it) A wee bit shoot I foun (A little shoot I found) The shoot it grew an grew an grew An syne became a plant (And then became a plant) Weel syne I heft't ma tatties (Well then I dug up my potatoes) An hiv as much as I want! (And I eat as much as I want)
Tattie in a bag
Back in April we grew a tattie in a bag, see here to read more; and in July I lifted that tattie to see what fruit it had grown 🙂
Here’s what I found:
A tattie in water
Inside ma house I thought I would try an experiment.
I took a tattie with eyes, took all of them off, except one. I made a hole in a yogurt pot lid and placed the tattie on it, over a plastic cup filled 3/4 with water. The eye facing down towards the water, but not in it.
And I watched:
I have now added a wee bit fertiliser – this poor tattie has only had water up till now! I will keep recording its growth and let you know what happens 🙂