When my inner life becomes more complicated, some things go away faster. Things such as gardening, knitting, baking. . . they're just gone.
Fortunately, not all of the garden knows this.
I finally clipped off the second, brought-to-you-by-global-warming frond growth,which is the juicy-looking green stubble, only to find this spring's crop coming up. If I harvest responsibly, we should get about eight spears of edible size before needing to let the crowns grow and replenish.
Since I have finally found a modicum of knitting mojo (two presents done, a new sweater 20% finished), and spent some time spinning last week, and got a few seeds put out under bird cover, there's hope for the garden yet.
And if there's hope for the garden, can the gardener be far behind?
3 comments:
Don't you find it challenging to blog about gardening when the garden is sleeping? I do. I wrack my brain for ideas, but somehow...my heart just isn't in it. I think my brain and creativity goes dormant with the garden. Still, that bit of asparagus peeking through--that's enough to get the garden lust back, for sure! I'm crossing fingers and toes that we might--might have enough asparagus for a full meal or two this year. (Three years in now!) Patience and asparagus go hand-in-hand, huh? But it's so worth it! Glad to see you back! ;-)
Welcome Back!
Thanks, Julie. I'm wondering if I shouldn't let it go again this year. Most of the sprouts are teeny in diameter, and I expect that those big ones are probably pulling a lot of the weight of growing the crowns. Another year's wait would be hard, though.
Erin, thanks!
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