So assuming they don't experience a drastic change in their fortunes, you can expect me to keep posting about them until they day finally grow enough goddamn beans for me and Precocious Daughter to eat.
|Get used to it. I'm sorry. Thank you.|
But it turns out beans like rain. The only thing they seem to like better than periods of heavy rain is alternating periods of hot, sunny weather. Also, reggae music, although the scientific basis of that may be slightly shaky.
|Googling "reggae green bean" returns|
a lot of results, but none
this delightfully cheesy.
Here they are today:
They say it takes 65 days for bean plants to bear, um, fruit? Legumes? Whatever. I'm a third of the way there.
I promise I will write about other things besides beans over the next six weeks.
But I'll definitely be writing about beans.