Oh, my ears and whiskers! Well, I never ...

I found these - there were two of them - dangling from my Chinese Star Jasmine this afternoon. I had gone the length and breadth, merrily chomping individual tendrils with my trusty secateurs. It was only on the way back when I had graduated to the larger shears for a short back'n'sides, when I espied them.

I checked my watch: still a ways from 1st April. Perhaps they had fallen from the large tree overhead, which had complex pink flowers 6 weeks ago. I leant gingerly over - my shocking balance means I often topple when trying to do this. But no. The beans are cojoined on the bush.