I am humbled to admit, I killed the potatoes.
You really don't want to see the carnage. Trust me.
Perhaps it was too quick a move outside to the greenhouse.
Or the fact that I don't really know how to use a greenhouse.
Or that bad spell of weather.
Or the part about ignoring them for a week without watching their watering needs because it was just too darned cold outside.
But they've passed. Gone on to the great potato farm in the sky.
Next time - their successors will go straight into the ground. Whenever the gorram weather ghods allow it, that is.