This just in: green beans!

 

I love it: watching the beans get taller and taller underneath their white grow cloth, peeking, seeing white blossoms, anticipation mounting–soon, soon–watching, waiting, forgetting, until one day I’m busy in the kitchen, and in walks Carlos with a bucket of French green beans (and purple ones too!)

 

Ah, the wait is over; they have finally arrived. And now the work begins: every other day, for the next three weeks, we have to stoop under the bean plants, digging through their broad, dark-green leaves, plucking.

 

 

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