The rhubarb that is coming up in our yard brings joy for several reasons. I’m thankful to see it poking through the earth, one more sign that spring is really here. I’m thankful for the memories this plant evokes. These very roots were once tended by my grandmother – they were a gift she shared with us shortly after we purchased our house. I’m also thankful for the promise of our first home-grown vegetable of the season. I can almost taste the rhubarb crisp, jam, and compote already. I’ll sneak some into soups and sweet and sour dishes as well. (contributed by Anita Dualeh)
Dear friends brought these tulips to our home for a Game Night last Friday. Our weather has been a tad rainy and gloomy, so dark inside the house that we’ve had lights on during the day. But these TULIPS! They’ve been sharing a light of their own. The metaphor is not lost on me. I am grateful for light from unexpected sources.
Seed catalogs? I collect this artwork on a Pinterest board called “Seed Art.” It’s fascinating to me to mark the changes in illustration over the years. But then there are these “oddities” for which I’m grateful. I love knowing that there’s nothing new about a sense of humor. Did these vegetable people help sell seeds? Steve just ordered Mortgage Lifter Tomatoes from Seed Savers Exchange. It’s a tomato from the Great Depression. We shall see.