Oh my goodness! So much rhubarb and I don't even eat the stuff. For years, I have appreciated the voluptuous foliage of these plants as it fills some parts of the yard where nothing else will grow. Surely it must be for somebody else; I only make one or two cakes a year with it.
Sure enough, after two decades of nurturing these huge beasts I gain a friend who loves the fruit. And then a neighbor asks for some to grow in his yard. Within two weeks a new neighbor who moved in from the country makes a request as well. She was used to having three plants to keep up with her growing family. Well, it would appear that I have been the keeper of someone else's abundance. It has been a pleasure.
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