Annabell's broad bean bed

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It all began in the frosty north of Europe, in an inconspicuous garden laboratory. The old kale, majestic and curly, had been the ruler of the winter beds for centuries. Strong, resilient, yet slow to taste. It carried the weight of tradition on its leaves. One stormy evening, Brussels sprouts, the young rebel with its dense, round buds, crept through the gate. He was different: compact, determined and with a touch of bitterness that could hardly be tamed. He hated the sluggishness of the old kale. Under the cover of night, under the silver light of the full moon, they met secretly. Their leaves whispered, their seeds touched. A secret plan matured: "We have to create something new, something that combines the best of both of us!" And so it happened. A new being grew from their seeds: the Flower Sprouts. Small and fragile at first, they soon developed their strength. Loose florets grew along the stem, curly like kale, compact like Brussels sprouts, and with a nutty flavor that seduced even the harshest vegetable critics. But the peace did not last long. Long-established plants viewed the new creature with suspicion. "A hybrid? A threat to order!" they murmured. The Flower Sprouts knew they had to prove themselves. They survived the first winter, defying frost and snow, and became the star of every plate - a triumph for the secret alliance of two old rivals. And to this day, the wind whispers through the winter beds: "The Flower Sprouts came out of night and rebellion - and they are unstoppable." Like a kebab skewer, really good. I only ate the bottom ones. Source: Fantasy 💭