The other day, Vicki and I were talking about gardening and I mentioned that years ago I planted a rhubarb. It is something of an heirloom plant – my grandmother always had rhubarb in her yard and would make pies, ice cream topping sauce and some kind of tart/sweet side dish (on the order of applesauce). It is also perennial so even though I really don’t harvest it, it comes back every spring and I get not only all the happy memories, but also the notion that I am a gardener. Although I threw in that trowel years ago.
So it turns out that Vicki shares a similar rhubarb sentiment and I offered to split some off and send it to her. Well, this is what I saw. I really don’t remember this happening in years past, but with the way my mind is these days, who the hell knows?
My rhubarb flowered!
I didn’t know they did that.
We usually pull those off before they flower so that we get more rhubarb. It’s odd that it never flowered before, though. Is it in a fairly shady spot, maybe?
Hey. I just took a picture of my new rhubarb this morning… I’ll be posting it!
That means you didn’t make rhubarb the pie in time! ; )
That means it has “gone to seed”…not a great idea to eat anything off the plant after that happens…sort of tough and not pleasant. You can prevent that from continuing to cut the rhubarb and enjoying its fruits!!
So. I was walking the dog down my street last evening, checkin’ out stuff in the neighborhood, and guess what I saw!!
rhubarb gone by baby!