Rhubarb!

The first rhubarb from the garden, the first rhubarb&custard pie of the year! It tasted so well.

Liberation day was spent in a most practical way: hauling 120 clinkers to the garden, off to the store to haul 8 wicker chairs to the garden (which made Mrs. Dutchoak very happy), ruined the Husqvarna on a stone, cleaned a table, etc, etc.