"THE MUSIC OF THE BEANS"

The three-year-old pintos

  (good as new, the experts say)

rolled easily and gently off 

 my open hand, two or three

at a  time.     as if skillfully arranged,

  each one pinging... minutely-

ringing tiny musical sounds, 

  every one slightly different...

into our favorite aluminum bowl...

Making music it seemed

  to my hungry ears?...

("Hungry ears?")  You know...

 and I was reminded of a nice 

Sunday morning hymn---

 "and  round  me rings

    the music of the spheres..."

Each bean, a miracle within 

  itself--seemed to echo its

previous brother-bean:

 "I am a legume. Miracle, Miracle!

There are vitamins and minerals

 right out of the earth stored in

me...that will make mortals healthy."

As the marvelous aluminum bowl

 filled     the pings turned 

into a cacophony of bass sounds

 and my thanksgiving went from

"per bean" to gratitude and 

 anticipation of  a whole hot bowlful, 

with corn bread    but wait   wait--

The beans were all saying...

    "Go find some ham...  for flavor."

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MIL

24 MARCH 2020

(Writer's note: We ordered a 20 Lb.

 bag of pintos from Adobe Milling Co.

and it arrived, nice...in a tow sack

 and corrugated box. Five days later,

Adobe was out of beans...and their

 computer shut down...No more beans

until September.

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