And then, about July/August ... reality. All those beans, maters, and vines have to be picked. And picked. Aaaand picked. and picked. And canned, and frozen, and fed to the children in as many imaginative ways as possible until the kids are dying for a meatloaf. No one can just leave a bean on a plant and let it go to useless waste. Better to bend over, pick 'em dry, and ...

Pawn 'em off on the officemates! Ha! And usually, I admit, I'm one of the pawnees. But not this year - the folks and I have quite a productive community garden. I might even bring some beans into the office ...
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