They say the cobbler’s children have no shoes. Engineer’s wives apparently don’t have well-built trellises for their snap beans either, not because the engineer is too busy designing and building trellises for other people, but because the engineer is too busy laughing at his wife’s feeble attempts to build something. It’s pretty common knowledge that I am an artist and not a builder, so I failed to be amused by his amusement.

An hour and a half of my life spent making a trellis, and the end result is, I must admit myself, hilariously feeble and must be the most ridiculous trellis on the planet. I think I even heard the snap beans laughing at me.

Go ahead. Laugh. Everyone else has … even me. It’s a pathetic excuse for a trellis, but it’s just going to have to do.