All Good Things Must Come to an End.
Last week we picked our last peas for the year. Weren't they fantastic? I have really enjoyed munching on them - though maybe not as much as Indy Mae our little gardening princess has enjoyed them! Sorry I don't have a photo of her to show you the enjoyment in her eyes as she munches on Sugar Snap peas! She will miss them when she comes to the garden each Thurday with her mum and brothers...
So the peas have ended. That's bad, right? Yes! But all good things must come to an end. Don't they?
Well, maybe not. This week we have planted tomotoes where the peas were planted. Yellow and red pear tomatoes. Amish Paste tomatoes. Thai Pink Egg tomatoes. Grosse Lisse tomatoes. So, while we will remember the peas with gustatatory delightful recollection, we can now look forward to yummy tomatoes!
The phrase "All good things must come to an end..." was reportedly penned by Geoffrey Chaucer in his 1374 poem Troilus and Criseyde, and has a bit of a negative connotation, that is not always true!
Maybe a more accurate view was written even earlier in the book of Ecclesiastes. “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” The season for peas is past, the season for tomatoes is nigh!
Or maybe we could look at life like this:
"All GOOD things must come to an end
to make way for BETTER things to happen
because the BEST is yet to come."