I’m not sure why we didn’t plant rhubarb years ago. Finally, though, we got around to purchasing some plants at the Farmers’ Market last Saturday. They were looking pretty puny sitting in their tiny plastic pots on the porch all week, and I knew that I really needed to get moving and get them in the ground.
So Friday after work, and after I cleaned the rabbits’ pans and clipped the dogs’ nails, I grabbed the hoe and the plants and went to the back yard. I worked up a strip of ground that one year was part of the garden and the next year was not (an area where Stephan and I had decided the rhubarb would go) and placed the three plants in the ground. Less than an hour later, the rain came, so that was pretty good timing, I thought.
The spot is on the east side of the house, which means the plants will get only morning sun, and I hope that’s all right for them. I heard rhubarb doesn’t care about sun and just wants lots of water; I heard that it does want sun and likes water but not too much; and I heard that it needs lots and lots of sun. I’m not sure what to think. The plastic marker in the pots said to plant in full sun, but in our tiny shady lot, that’s hard to find. So I hope morning sun will do the trick.
Maybe next year we can have some homemade rhubarb pie from our very own rhubarb. That would make me happy.