More garden distractions

Not all of us find puttering in the garden equally compelling. Do you see the structures behind me, on the browning (some day to be a wheat-and-potato field) lawn? Do a youtube search for "parkour" and see what the middle Things have been designing out back --their own course!

A teensy patch of bush beans. These are still an experiment. In fact, a lot of this feels faintly experimental. I worry that the exposed soil really needs mulching, that the sand percolates water through it too quickly, that mulching is hard on tiny plantlets, that I will never figure out how to transplant tiny seedlings at a properly deep level, so they aren't flopping about like my children when asked to perform domestic labor, and that there's just too many things to keep straight for me to think I'm working the gardening thing the way I want to -- companion planting, soil amendments, whether or not to use preparation 500, planting by the phases of the moon, whether the otherworldly appearance of brussels sprouts justifies giving them any garden space if everyone here hates them (can you shred them for cole slaw?). . .

But it looks right pretty from the proper point of view.