I didn't plan on buying a sweet potato when I left for the market last December but out of the corner of my eye, there she was. I can't explain the attraction. I can only say that, for the last six months, my friends and family have enjoyed her presence at my house nearly as much as I have.
Alas, when I checked on her this morning, I noticed that she wasn't quite herself. She is beginning to wrinkle and sprout.
Do I continue to care for her until all quality of life is gone or do I bury her in the back yard and hope for another, as unique and desirable as her mom? What should I do? I don't know.
2 comments:
Its sad but I would bury her and hope that she is born "again".
Shaking my head ...
I don't know whether to laugh or send you to your room :)
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