Close your eyes. Now bring up a vision (black/white or technicolor - your choice) of a nondescript pale green sided house. It's the short side - the one that only gets sun when it rises (apparently, east-facing) and then spends the rest of the day in shadow. There is an overhang that blocks some of the rain. Let's look at the ground. We'll not call it dirt, because it ain't. It's sand. It's gritty. Now let's envision my three puny rhubarb plants. BLB (before llama beans). They are flabby, pale, listless. It was not, really, a smart place to plant anything.
Enter two years of llama bean application:
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Gratuitous Ellie Picture: