matt has been growing dry heirloom beans since the spring, and it was finally time to harvest them. as evening fell, he sat with a few people in the middle of the garden and they helped peel the beans out of their pods until they filled bowls full of the little beans. i have to say, i was a bit incredulous about the beans when matt first planted them: they took up so much garden real estate, and we'd never grown beans before.
but shining in the bowls, looking like little matte gems, i was glad matt planted them. later, as we ate warm bowls of my mom's homemade baked beans, i was glad they harvested them.
now that winter is coming, matt is planting new things in the garden. matt and i are slowly realizing that is season of very hard things in our life is not changing anytime soon, but that we will be processing and grieving for a while. matt asked me yesterday what we are going to plant which can act as a visual representation of that long, slow process. hmm. we have 4 big raised beds and a couple of wine barrel planter boxes...any ideas?