Spring had a late start this year, but I think we finally
made it. The farmer’s market on my way to work every Tuesday finally opened and
I couldn’t resist the rosy bunches of rhubarb. In fact, I actually turned
around about 50 metres after passing just to get my hands on one. I also couldn’t
resist taking pictures of all the blooming things I’ve finally been seeing.
When I was younger, I used to suck on tart rhubarb stalks
out of the garden or eat the crunchy stems raw dipped into sugar.