
On Monday, I spent the afternoon pickling purple beans (very unfortunately, they immediately lose their rich color after just a few minutes in brine). I remember planting those beans right at the beginning of my time at Songaia, and later building the trellises that they grew up. It’s reminding me of one of the reasons I first wanted to spend a whole summer at Songaia – the chance to follow through an entire season in one place, to get to see the real turning of the cycle.
