From glee to glut in a few short weeks

I’m getting scared: dare I go down to the potager and find yet more beans?

I’m sure it was only a few weeks ago I was clapping my hands with glee at finding the beans.

Well, I couldn’t clap my hands as they were so full of beans at the time. But you can understand the feeling.

It’s just all a glut now.  And a flower glut which is a real delight. I’ll cut flowers for the market tomorrow and then I can see what a feast of colour I have.  I just cut a few of the dark crimson dahlias and the deep pink cosmos for a vase on my desk. I need the visual distraction.