The rhubarb is shaking its fist at the sky. I think I know how it feels, though it’s interesting that this particular crown is always that much more cantankerous than the more mature clump by the greenhouse…
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The veg patch greets the new year with rhubarb. Quite possibly the first thing the garden gives us after Christmas to stick into a pudding, things like hellebores and snowdrops – even daffodils – being a touch on the toxic side…
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While everybody’s making enthusiastic noises about snowdrops and hellebores, and greeting the opening of every crocus with expressions of rapture, things in the veg garden are a little more quiet, though of no lesser consequence…
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