Spring is my favourite time of year. Little by little colour creeps back into the world and day by day the miracle of growth is evident. It excites me to see plant spears poking through the garden soil one day only to be sprouting leaves a few days later. Last year we were given some rhubarb plants from a woman in her nineties. We planted them hoping the dirt out back would sustain life but not entirely certain it would. I'm happy to say that all the plants survived the winter! Each one is sporting the most amazing wrinkled leaves and showing promise of being edible in the not so distant future. I couldn't help but take a few pretty pics. Baby rhubarb leaves are just so cool.
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