No More Rube April 24, 2009Posted by tuimeltje in home grown.
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There’s more rhubarb. Unprocessed as of yet, but there’s more rhubarb.
My grandma gave me some again when we went to visit her again this week.
This time however, we didn’t visit to celebrate.
This time we visited because my granddad had died.
I again took my grandma out to see the garden. Not to let her show me around but so she could see the apple trees.
My granddad had been asking if they were blossoming yet. but as she’d not gone outside during those last few days, she had been unable to tell him.
They were blossoming.