My little experiment with butter beans where I dug up the raspberry briars near the apple tree is starting to produce results. I think I've only tried to grow butter beans once before, and I don't recall the first attempt being any kind of success at all. As I mentioned, I cannot eat them, but my husband enjoys them. Here is the small amount (just over a half cup) I shelled out this evening. It would certainly have been more if I had waited till the beans were a little more mature. I'm still on a learning curve there.
The vines have many more blooms on them, so hopefully I'll have more opportunity to learn how to pick a ripe bean. Bending over to pick them sure gave my quads a workout. A good workout without having to pay a gym membership fee--another bargain.