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.
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!
Tiny beany babies 
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.
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.
Beans for dinner
It’s
beanz meanz summer’s here and bursting with goodness!
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