"All good things...."

".... must come to an end."   And just who wrote that little rule, is what I want to know.

Last night was the final episode of Downton Abbey..... as the four of us girls sat down to watch it, we didn't realize it would be the end of the new season till they announced it.  Seems like the 4th season of Downton had just begun, and now it's over already. "What will we do now on Sunday nights?" was the question we were asking.  And we had just gotten into a nice rhythm with each of us taking turns with desserts..... and one night S even made dinner (salmon quiche, which was totally delicious).

And now it's over?  We need to send a letter off to Julian Fellowes and ask him to write more episodes for each of the up-coming seasons.  Downton Abbey is barely up to World War II, so of course we'll all hoping that there will be many more seasons of Downton to look forward to.

Between the dialogue, the settings, the clothing and accessories, and of course, the story-lines, it's been so wonderful to watch Downton Abbey.  We all keep waiting for Carson to serve us our tea and dessert, but the man just never shows up. With that in mind, I got each of us a small brass bell with the most wonderful sound.... whenever we have dessert and tea now, we'll ring those little bells and hope for the best.

Something tells me that Carson isn't going to be anywhere near the Hill Country, so the bells will just be wishing thinking. (Or rather, wishful ringing.)