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Magic beans

Yesterday we spent a good 5 hours in the garden catching up on grass-cutting, weeding, pruning and tidying, and got loads done.

While I was waging war on rampant thistles and nettles with my strimmer, Rosemary weeded the veg garden, saint that she is.

She called me over at one point to check whether a netted area had anything sown in it. It had - drying beans of variety Horsehead, sown the previous weekend, although you wouldn't know it looking at the bed. She grumbled something about there being no row markers, then soldiered on.

About 4 hours later, after a heavy shower and some glorius sunshine, I popped out with the dogs to check for eggs. And there they were, a good inch clear of the surface, rows and rows of Horsehead beans come to life just like that and lapping up the sun.