broad bean
"Every day they all looked at that garden. It was rough and grassy because it was made in the prairie sod, but all the tiny plants were growing. Little crumpled leaves of peas came up, and tiny spears of onions. The beans themselves popped out of the ground. But it was a little yellow bean-stem, coiled like a spring, that pushed them up. Then the bean was cracked open and dropped by the two baby bean-leaves, and the leaves unfolded flat to the sunshine."
"Every day they all looked at that garden. It was rough and grassy because it was made in the prairie sod, but all the tiny plants were growing. Little crumpled leaves of peas came up, and tiny spears of onions. The beans themselves popped out of the ground. But it was a little yellow bean-stem, coiled like a spring, that pushed them up. Then the bean was cracked open and dropped by the two baby bean-leaves, and the leaves unfolded flat to the sunshine."
Laura Ingalls Wilder, Little House on the Prairie
No matter how many times I plant out seeds, their germination is always magical. It is hard to believe that so much energy and growth can be stored in one little seed. And like Laura Ingalls I think beans, in all their varieties, are about the most wonderful of all.
3 comments:
I love Laura Ingalls Wilder. I dreamed of making my own smokehouse out of a hollow tree as a kid. I don't remember which book that was, but I read them all!
My favorite part of gardening is watching the seeds germinate and start to grow. I love it :o)
I think it was Little House in the Big Woods.:-)
Kate
What a wonderful photo and precious post. I grew up on the Laura Ingalls Wilder books. My mother and sisters would read them aloud to me as we rode in the car, before bed, and eventually, when I could read, I read them to myself. I am continuing that tradition with our children. We have made butter which they enjoyed on wheat bread. Next is to plant our garden. Thank you for this lovely post. Rebecca
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