My city is soaked in a wonderful thing.
It’s drenched with a freshness announcing the spring.
Bring on the water and muddy my path.
Grass keeps on growing and loving its bath.
Since we hath rain then make no mistake;
Blue tongues are coming from blueberry shakes.
I’ll take all the water God’s willing to throw,
Then drool over patches where strawberries grow.
Petals are glowing the fragrance of spring.
A flower’s a queen with moisture her king.
Little birds sing while treading wet ground;
So happy with big, tasty worms that they’ve found.
The sounds and the smells and the tastes are unreal.
The beauty of spring is a thing you can feel.
Chilly bones heal embracing warm air.
Smiles start spreading as fast as they dare.
Like paring cold layers with water his knife;
God readied the world that’s springing to life.
Perhaps eating baked rhubarb with strawberries won’t give a person a blue tongue, but it will give them a happy demeanor!
The link I posted above will take you to the original recipe I used. The first time I used a cup of sugar (as the recipe calls for). Then 3/4, then 1/2, and last time only 1/4 cup of sugar. To me, the dish still tasted sweet.
Each time I made it was right after I had harvested a handful of rhubarb stems. Immediately after pulling the rhubarb out of the oven I added strawberries that I had frozen a couple weeks earlier.
I am not a doctor, but I suggest exercise should go hand in hand with eating a treat like this. And I also suggest, at least once in a while, eating a treat like this.