Yesterday, I started the process of tidying up my garden for spring. Here's some pictures! This might be the year we do something with the rhubarb. Mr W knows the Rhubarb Song from A Prairie Home Companion, which I didn't realize until this weekend. Part of him must be listening. He likes the sound effects too.
It amazes me how the rhubarb dies to nothing in the winter, then rises up in the spring, like crumpled fists pushing out of the dirt. It's freakishly hardy. I never water it, it's right next to the driveway, and it puts out huge (5' tall) flower spikes along with the huge leaves.
It amazes me how the rhubarb dies to nothing in the winter, then rises up in the spring, like crumpled fists pushing out of the dirt. It's freakishly hardy. I never water it, it's right next to the driveway, and it puts out huge (5' tall) flower spikes along with the huge leaves.
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Hi, sorry to make the humans do an extra step.