Friday, June 2, 2017
First rhubarb, giraffe of many colors
I love these late spring days when the first crops are growing, the grass and trees are greening, trees and bushes are flowering or about to, and the yard is rife with birds and birdsong. It's been one of those days when the sun would burst out from behind dark clouds lighting everything up and giving me hope that I might go for a walk. Soon enough the clouds move back in, a few rain drops fall and then turn into a shower. Instead of the walk, I decided instead to pick my first rhubarb and make an old fashioned pudding cake. Hubby is at the airport in Labrador; after about a dozen delays in his work, he seems to be finally able to come home, so I'mll have help to eat it.