I'm not too good at random. The kind of post that shares a bit of this, a bit of that, snippets of a day, a week. I like to tell a story. Because there always is a story, and some of them are fairy tales.
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In the hottest weather I walk the whippets along the shadiest routes, taking the paths we shun in winter when they're knee deep in mud. We know where the choicest blackberries will be, and the wild plums. By the allotments a morello cherry drops its tart fruit at our feet. And beyond the gate, from among the cabbages and raspberry canes, a profusion of scarlet runner beans twists wildly skywards.
Every plot boasts a leaning tower, or two, of red-flowered beans. Every plot, that is, bar one. For Jones the Milk* is enamoured of a certain White Lady. These are magic beans he tells me, though he won't say why. I wonder, does he choose them for their flavour or because they set him apart. Not that the beans know they're different. They vigorously climb their wigwam, twining anti-clockwise**, as all beans do.
And therein lies the magic, for me. Bean shoots dance and spin***, nodding to all points of the compass as they grow, but how do they all know which way to turn? Anyone?
Jones the Milk, the individualist, renowned in the village for his marrow rum. Do you think he might swop me some beans for a cow?
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Apologies for my tardiness in visiting all your lovely blogs this week. The Olympics has a lot to answer for! And here we are, hurtling toward the closing ceremony. Can you believe it?
Apologies too for the delay of the promised giveaway - I'll be back with that at the start of next week - and many, many thanks for all your get well wishes, much appreciated :)
And finally, Hello! to new commenters and followers Julie at Forest Poppy, Carolyn at Draffin Bears, Ruby at Moley Makes, Morten and Me, and Bookish Becca.
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* Yes, really, though he's retired now, says he's "over the sparrow's-fart starts"!
** A quick postcript. Map a bean's ascension and your pencil will be moving counter-clockwise, but the very same bean could also be said to grow from left to right, and that's a clockwise movement. No wonder there's so much confusion about this!
*** Actually, I'm told they circumnutate, but I prefer to think of it as boogying.