Grandma's Rhubarb
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- My grandma’s rhubarb didn’t survive my latest move across the country. On our visit to the farm in October, my aunt Betty dug up a plant for me. I wrapped it in wet newspaper, put it in a plastic bag, and packed it in my suitcase for the plane trip home. I planted it in among my landscaping since I don’t have a garden. Then I waited for spring.
I was so happy when my grandma’s rhubarb plant began to grow. In May, I took a picture and sent a text to my aunt saying “Happy Rhubarb!” Then I noticed that my plant was missing! My landscaper dug it up thinking it was a weed! I was devestated!
David felt so bad for me, he ordered 5 rhubarb plants of different varieties off the internet. I faithfuly planted all of them even though I did not have room for so many mature plants. The following spring, only one plant survived. This time I put a big cage around it. It’s not my grandma’s rhubarb, but it is a rhubarb grown with love.
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