At the beginning of summer, I planted three string-bean plants. They were small, scrawny little things. I was positive that they wouldn't grow, but Grace was on a bean kick and who am I to deny her green vegetables?
It took a long time for them to grow. We were producing red tomatoes before the plants had even climbed to the top of their trellis. Then, suddenly, they sprung to life. I added a second cage to the trellis. Up, up, up they went.
I was so proud.
Alas, there were no beans. Shouldn't we have beans by mid-July? I saw a cousin facebook about here bean bounty weeks earlier. Our plants kept growing and growing though. The weight of the plants became too much. It toppled over onto our wood pile. The creeping vines overtook two of the cherry tomato plants. That was the end of July.
While surveying the damage of our structural collapse, I noticed these. Yea!
And over the next few weeks, it seems we have more little flowers than leaves on this monster of a plant.
And we have our first real bounty of home grown string-beans.
Grace at two and Clare threw hers on the floor. Matt ate them because he knows what is good for him. Me? I savored every bite.