Royal Purple Beans Beneath the Trumpets
Written by Rose Marie Sage for The Garden Warrior Queen™’s Chef’s Kiss (GWQ)
I woke with the birds this morning, the kind of dawn that feels stitched together by sunlight and quiet promise. Neptune fertilizer in hand, I stepped into the garden to feed the squash. The Realm is generous when tended early, and the squash vines greeted me with their usual sleepy rustle.
My wandering eyes betrayed me first. Then my wandering feet.
I drifted toward the morning glories, those trumpet-blowing tricksters who have taken over the trellis like they are announcing a royal parade. Their violet blooms glowed in the early light, and I leaned in to take pictures, admiring their beauty.
That is when I noticed it.
The leaves. Identical to the bean leaves, but a touch darker. A whisper of difference only the garden would reveal at dawn.
I moved a few vines aside.
And there it was.
A hidden stash of royal purple beans, tucked beneath the morning glory trumpets like treasure concealed by mischievous sprites. Glossy, regal, abundant. I gathered what I could reach, laughing at the discovery. I know there are more hiding in that vine jungle. The Realm loves secrets.
And among the purple royalty, one green renegade. Every garden has a rebel.
As I walked back toward the squash, I noticed even more gifts waiting. A mature yellow squash. An almost-ready green zucchini. The Realm is in full summer crescendo.
This was my yield at sunrise. Royal purple beans hidden beneath violet trumpets, one bold green bean refusing to conform, and squash preparing for their debut. The Queen will be pleased. The Duke will grin. And I will cook these beans tonight, honoring the garden’s sense of humor.
In the Realm, treasure appears when you follow your wandering feet.