rhubarb, rhubarb, custard, custard

I just read a providential and rather wonderful blog post on the newly discovered Quince Tree blog.  Which reminded me that I had just yesterday poached some delectably crimson rhubarb and there was also custard in the fridge.  I am not one to ignore messages from the Universe, nor a gift dessert in the mouth. So we each had a plate of this

Which tops off a much happier evening chez us as the weather finally changed and it is cool! I hope to wake up to hear rain on the roof but for the moment coolth, rhubarb and custard will do.