When the plant is big enough to hide a child, pie is overdue.
A few hours after I snapped this picture, storms rolled through and pelted us with pea-sized hail. I initially thought only the arugula was damaged (not beyond repair, don’t worry) until I wandered to the back of the yard to pick rhubarb for a pie the next day.
The rhubarb was smashed to smithereens. I had no idea it was so fragile. All the leaves were punched through with holes and the stems were ripped apart and snapped in half wherever hail struck them. Considering our rhubarb is hiding in a non-ideal spot under a lilac bush, it’s incredible how decimated it was. It made me doubly glad I hadn’t stuck my seedlings in the garden yet.
On the bright side, the pie was delicious. If only we were patient enough to let it cool before digging in, because day 2 was even better than last night. Now it’s gone, and so is most of my rhubarb plant. Anybody have divisions they’d like to trade for some arugula?