Here are the last of the fresh beans for this year. We had them for dinner tonight. Summer is coming to an end when bean season is finished. I love wax string beans, their yellow goodness is mellow and buttery. It is hard to find organic canned wax beans in the grocery store so every year I grow and can as many as possible to enjoy over the winter months.
Last year was a good bean year, I still have five pints left over. In the past month I added twenty-two more pints. I feel like a squirrel, storing food away for winter. The little rodent must feel the same sort of contentment as I do looking at a full larder. It will be a long winter, but the summery goodness of wax beans can be enjoyed on the most icy night in February. When I eat them I remember the hours I spent in the garden planting, weeding and picking through heat and biting insects and threatening thunder storms. A little bit of summer on my fork.
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