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BEAN DAY

As soon as my eyes opened this morning and I saw the early signs of daylong blueness in the inkling of dawn through the skylight I knew what day this was: it is Bean Day, I knew it was coming, the day I plant the snap beans I've been wanting to plant for a lifetime of rainy or officey days now, but it's not only Bean Day, it's also radish-thinning day and compost-stirring day and lettuce-picking day and ginger-tending day and transplanting day and woodstacking day and lots of other days, as is also clear from the songs of the birds and the shine of the flowers and the spread of the leaves, so many other days I can't count them, they simply have to be lived.