I was fascinated last week looking at a jar of beans on the bench at home. I asked about how Pam had come into possession of these beans.
I was informed that Pam’s auntie (also Pam) had every year saved the seeds from each year’s crop she had just grown. She was given the original seeds by her father. He had died over 50 years ago.
I know that this is seen by gardeners as “normal”. However, as somebody whose key role in the garden is to perform the occasional heavy duties, this bottle of beans seems a bit of a miracle. A food source which had its genesis in the garden of somebody who died decades ago, seems amazing to me.
I also love beans, so this year I will close my eyes and think of “pop”, who I never met. I think we have a lot to learn about changing our lifestyles from those of us who are gardeners. They understand the joy of sharing and preserving.