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The garden is really getting carried away with itself now. For the first few weeks it all seemed to be nice and controlled and refined, with little bits of growth here and there. Shoots, hints of green, few enough leaves for each new one to still be an excitement. Now it’s a race between me and the plants and, I have to admit, they’re winning.

The potatoes can’t be earthed over any more (they’re already under a mound of compost and manure three feet deep, and still growing), the tomato plants are about six inches high, and the strawberries are still green, but multiplying by the day.

So it was that I went to work two days ago when the beans were a good six inches shorter than the roof of the greenhouse, and yet when I come home that night… zip… they’ve shot right up and are touching the uppermost panes of glass.

That meant, of course, that they’ve had to be moved outside, where I’ve built them a bamboo climbing frame to play on. They’re my first proper outdoor crops, apart from the mushrooms which are being distinctly quiet and boring, so I’m a little worried about how they might accommodate such an abrupt change.

So, I’ve topped them up with some more compost, heaped on the manure and given them a good drink in the hope they’ll survive. Really, though, they should think themselves lucky. The vegetable plot proper is still not ready, and so they’ll be staying in their pots until the end of the season. Taking your home into the outside world with you like that is kind of the plant equivalent of camping. So, that should make them happy. And happy beans means many beans. I feel some bagging and freezing coming on.

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