where wildly different is perfectly normal
A note on rhubarb…
A note on rhubarb…

A note on rhubarb…

All of you who left comments that you love rhubarb, etc….be very glad I don’t have your addresses. Some people kick ass and take names, I harvest rhubarb and take names. And then leave it on your front porch in the dead of night. Just sayin’.

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