I may be 60 but I can clearly remember the first-time thrill of planting beans all those years ago when I first discovered a love of gardening. We may have had wars, pandemics and general financial craziness since then but the excitement of growing your own veg has not diminished with time.
I
still get a shiver down my spine when I see those tiny dried beans burst forth
from the soil, little leaves quivering uncertainly in the sunshine.
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| Look! They've emerged |
Every
day you inspect your patch diligently, a green-fingered mother lovingly searching
for signs of tiny beany offspring. Oh, the
delight in finding a flower or a green sliver of beaniness poking through the
foliage!
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| Tiny beany babies |
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| Getting bigger |
You
wait with eager anticipation, fighting off snails or anything else that might
snatch away your veggie victory until eventually there comes a day when your
efforts are finally rewarded with a batch of deliciously long, plump green
beans.
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| Bean production now in full swing |
Yesterday
I picked our very first bunch of dwarf green beans and there’s plenty more where
that came from.
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| Beans for dinner |
It’s
beanz meanz summer’s here and bursting with goodness!
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