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Planted out some peas and the lone germinator of a type of bean that came in my magic parcel. I bemoaned the lack of sun and gave voice to my impatience at the lack of amazing, stupendous growth that I had hoped to see after the rain. Ate my words from earlier this year that I wish I did have to deal with pests, which would mean that at least I had overcome my incompetence at growing from seed - because the birds are eating every type of fruit we have this year. (The birds missed the memo that it was only things grown from seed that were part of the bargain.) Became utterly distracted and charmed upon noticing two teensy courgettes on my plant. Rambled a lot instead of working...