I’m making progress with the farm but also with re-emerging from COVIDness. I got a check and took it to the bank and when the ATM was broken, I went inside and deposited it. It was a little strange, but considering that every bank I went to in Southern California has bullet-proof glass between the teller and the customer the plexiglass was no big deal. Today I went to celebrate the little boy’s 8th birthday. Spent a little time a couple weeks ago at the Museum. My friend came over for a visit and, both of us vaccinated, it really felt different from the way it’s been for the past year. I’ve invited friends to come and stay in two weeks.
I planted two large Scarlet Emperor beans Friday and one had a hard time. I broke his rootball and it was challenging getting him into the ground fast enough. He immediately drooped in root shock and I wasn’t very optimistic, but true to the resilient nature of his dauntless parents he rallied and made it through the hottest part of a hot day and is doing well. I believe they’ve inherited some tough genes considering they are the third generation to have been “born” here and their parents went through a blizzard that dropped 18 inches of snow and killed off thousands of birds as they were migrating. 😦 The next few night look to be warm enough that I will not have to cover them but I will have to watch the temperatures closely and drape them with the very sheets that saved their parents’ lives.
I am not sure who they are yet, but I think that Szu-ma Chien is the bean that fought for his life today. In the photo with Teddy, he is the one closest to Teddy and closest to the sidewalk. The other two beans in the field? One is still small, but had to go out (Tuesday) because I had no big pot in which to plant him. The other is probably Tu Fu. Time will tell. At any rate, they have no words right now as they are busy putting down roots and contending with their new lives.