There is nothing like that special something to get you thinking that spring is here and summer is just around the corner.
Think crocuses…think freshly turned soil on the neighboring farms…think signs posted reminding residents of weekly farmers markets…think RHUBARB!
I love rhubarb. I’m not sure why. I’m not going to tell you that I used to pick stalks and dip them in sugar before taking a big bite (I knew kids that did that…but not me). I’m not even going to tell you that my mom made weekly pies out of the stuff (she made a couple in her day but nothing that stuck in my head). I really think that it’s because it’s one of the first few things I pick from the garden and whatever I make with it always involves copious amounts of sugar.
Isn’t that enough?
In this post, I will tell you a bit about transplanting. But, as I type, I have the most glorious strawberry rhubarb squares in the oven! Check out my cooking tab tomorrow, and I will have the recipe posted there!
Think crocuses…think freshly turned soil on the neighboring farms…think signs posted reminding residents of weekly farmers markets…think RHUBARB!
I love rhubarb. I’m not sure why. I’m not going to tell you that I used to pick stalks and dip them in sugar before taking a big bite (I knew kids that did that…but not me). I’m not even going to tell you that my mom made weekly pies out of the stuff (she made a couple in her day but nothing that stuck in my head). I really think that it’s because it’s one of the first few things I pick from the garden and whatever I make with it always involves copious amounts of sugar.
Isn’t that enough?
In this post, I will tell you a bit about transplanting. But, as I type, I have the most glorious strawberry rhubarb squares in the oven! Check out my cooking tab tomorrow, and I will have the recipe posted there!
After I picked what skinny stalks there were in the rhubarb patch, this is what I had left…a scrawny, weed-filled patch that didn’t get enough sun and was tucked away in a part of the garden that was often over-looked. What to do….
…dig it up and find a new place for it! Although the plants never looked like a healthy crop, the root system was awesome! So I pulled out as much as I could (and left enough to probably grow more in the original spot) and separated the roots to spread them out in their new home!
As I walked around my backyard looking for a place to transplant, I heard frantic chirping (and two crazy birds flying far too close to my head as I walked close to this cedar tree). Look what I found! A baby red winged black bird (I think…that’s what the crazy flying birds looked like). Just what I needed…a gentle distraction as I looked for a new place for my rhubarb!
If you look at my early posts of the garden, you will notice that I left a thin area around the outside perimeter of the garden (just outside the fence) to plant things that might grow up and over the fence to create a softer look. But, since this is a “Chef’s Garden” and everything must be edible, I was running out of climbing edible plants to put there. So, I have begun to plant things like herbs and climbing beans on the outside. There was one area without any plants so I decided to give it a shot. It should get good enough sun here to grow a thick healthy patch (my only concern is that it may feel restricted here…but we will see!).
