It's January.
Yes, it's January.
But around here.
Victoria.
We start thinking of spring.
And to me - Spring means
RHUBARB
So begins the rhubarb chronicles.
The hunt will be on soon enough.
Until then I will have to be content
with small frozen packages in my freezer.
Soon, tho', soon, the ruby red stalks
and the leaf green leaves will find
a home in my kitchen.
And a pie.
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