Saturday was an absolutely gorgeous fall day. A good day to get out and pick the drying beans. I had my nephew here, and he and Rafe were busy digging holes and hauling loads of dirt around the garden. (I think they were “harvesting”, after getting to “help” my brother and dad in the fields the last few weeks.) But curiosity got the better of them and they came over to help me.
I think I like growing drying beans even better than heirloom tomatoes. So many pretty colors!
And such good helpers.