After planting the garden, Sylvia came into the house picked up a knife and three plastic bags.  I dropped what I was doing, picked up a knife and followed.  She was already in full attack mode on the rhubarb patch.  I stood outside the fence and took the stalks she harvested, cut off the leaves and bagged the rhubarb stalks.   Later, I dropped them in neat piles.  We were in the rhythm and soon the cutting was done.  It only took a few minutes to dispose of the cut leaves and gather the harvest.

That will make a lot of pie

That, my friend, is what 26 pounds of rhubarb looks like.  Earlier, we took 14 pounds from the patch.  We are happy and so are a lot of our friends.

Speaking of friends, we think of Rosey and Dale C every time we see the patch and speak a word of thanks with each serving of this wonderful perennial vegetable.

Yesterday’s asparagus harvest went to our neighbor.  When Sylvia mentioned that we had some cedar trees she wanted removed, he volunteered to help.  Within minutes he was on the scene, chainsaw in hand.  Thanks, Hubert.