|Rhubarb root - the little nubs/buds go at the soil line.|
|We had another beautiful spring day. Too warm to work in a sweatshirt.|
|First I had to move my sage plant since it was where I wanted to put the rhubarb. Sage grows like a weed here so I put in by the fence.|
|I put the rhubarb in one of the planter boxes. The nubs are poking out behind the parsley.|
|Then it was back down to the barn for another load of compost. I used one wheelbarrow full for each planter box.|
|I dug the compost into the soil and grabbed the package of strawberries.|
|The third raised bed is out of control. It's full of left-overs: poppies, potatoes, tulips, lilies and who-knows-what-else. The tomatoes will go here in a month or so.|
|I know I need to clean it out but I keep finding treasures like this tulip.|
I finished up with one of my guilty pleasures. I hardly ever drink soda but once in awhile after working in the garden, I have an A&W rootbeer. I used to share it with Auke, the horse I had before Jackson. He would drink a whole can if I let him. He'd tilt his head to the side, open his mouth and I'd just pour it in.
After lunch Brett worked on a project that he'll probably blog about at some point. We rode the horses around the ranch for an hour or so since it was such a nice day. They worked hard yesterday so today it was western tack and just moseying along.
For dinner we had chicken and hashed browns stuffed with brie and asparagus. Oh, and a couple glasses of sauvignon blanc from New Zealand.