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Thursday, 8 August 2013
Your potato crisps & chips are here
The fields around the stable yard are planted with potatoes. High ridges with very glossy and uniform plants sitting on top of them.
Here are the potato flowers. There's a small potato fruit, rather like a tomato, in the background.
And the hard working Herefordshire clay, that never gets a rest.
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