This is why I am amazed that this potato vine eruption is still here: Year before last, I added potato vines to this “flying saucer” pot (a 5-foot wide pot made from an old microwave dish, which is too shallow to grow much, but that’s another story). Anyway, I thought the limey color would be such a nice accent to all the white flowers I was planting for Ellen’s wedding. Lo and behold, with nurturing and deer netting, they began to grow. Then one night, just as the vines were beginning to have some mass, the deer netting blew off and the potato vines must have transmitted some kind of alert which spread with the speed of a teenager texting, “Calling all deer, calling all deer, dessert at the Hecks’ house … tonight!” Each gorgeous leaf was nipped at the bud leaving a 5-foot-wide pot full of stems. I was dismayed, to say the least. But, in retrospect, I get it … if I were a deer, I think I would gorge myself on these enticing tender greens, too! However, I hope we get to enjoy this mountain of color a little longer before the next invitation goes out.