Today was the Fourth of July party of our year. We raided the five rhubarb plants that Dad planted years ago for these skinny stems, which K extended with a few frozen strawberries and fresh (domestic) blueberries—creating what we decided should be called a Patriotic Crumble.
Later, I consulted with D and C about rejuvenating the rhubarb plants. Conclusion—they need more light (cherry tree and shrubs encroach above), less competition (they’re overrun with tall grasses), and more nutrients (I’m to find aged horse, cattle, something manure…). I can see that my autumn has a new chore….
Still, we were so very happy we could make at least a small harvest, and share it!