Egregious: now there’s a word I don’t get to use very often.
I finally harvested my Borlottis a few weeks ago, after stormy winds blew all the leaves off the bean stalks. I’ve podded them and dried them now, and I’m keeping them to eat when the weather turns colder and darker.
Some might say it would be much easier just to open a tin of borlotti beans and some would probably be right. But growing them has made me realise their value: the time, the rain, the soil, the sun, the plant itself, and my work have all conspired to make this harvest of beans.
I realise more clearly, that borlotti beans, so readily available in the supermarket, take much time and effort to grow.
We come by our food so easily, yet waste it so egregiously.