Sunday, May 9, 2010

Rhubarb


I could resist photographing these elephantine leaves in a friend's garden. My mother and grandmother were always eager for rhubarb season. My mother would feed us a bowl of cooked rhubarb for breakfast. I believe rhubarb, like dandelions, are supposed to get your blood flowing after the long winter like a tonic. My grandmother would forage for dandelion leaves to eat as a salad in the spring too. I think of them both as bringing forth our joy for life.

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