It's all very depressing. The Bush Beans have been euthanized, their corpses sent to a special place. Some gardeners might think "Thank God for that!" But not me. I remember their seedling phase, on to their first shy blooms, the emergence of little tiny Beans....
Nor is this really the moment to mention the various pests they attracted or the
sheer physical agony of harvest or the nightmare of endless canning as on into
the valley they make their way, fearing no evil, may peace be unto them now and
tomorrow. They were loyal, good friends to me and I'll miss them.