Looking forward deliciously
The latest winter storm barely left enough snow to ski on, and, on a somewhat less-than-frigid day, that thin, crusty coating began to disappear. The skis would have to stay put, and instead, I put my chainsaw to work to start in on new winter's wood. When I'd finished the task at hand—I limit myself to going through one tank of gas—I walked past the garden to see if anything new had come up through the fading white blanket. In addition to the crocuses, there were fresh starts of tulip and iris leaves, along with something else: the very beginnings of the 2018 rhubarb crop. Inside this "egg," there's a miracle—an entire plant that will grow almost tropically huge. Well, except for the leaf stalks that I'll harvest for my signature rhubarb-strawberry double crisp.