Just when we thought it was safe to"ENTER THE WATER AGAIN, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN." we get bitten in the posterior by the great white shark and his icy teeth! Wet, cold SNOW! Our rhubarb had barely poked it's first tender test shoots out of the dirt. Poor planning on someone's part, I'd say, but most of it is still sheltered in the depths and will survive. I LOVE rhubarb---pie, sauce on ice cream, rhubarb delight with whipped cream on top, and in pie with strawberries! Heaven on earth-heaven FROM the earth.
And now I shall eruditely compare the reprise of heavenly delights each year with the story of Easter and Resurrection-- What? Youve heard it. OK, someother time.
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