(This picture is not related to the others, but I keep feeling so struck by how much Lyddie looks like me as a child in this particular photograph that I really wanted to include it. I think it's her eyes and her forehead, maybe, but whatever it is, I love this photo of her. Now...to return to our regularly scheduled program)
I have no answers. But I do have delight every year when the spears press through the soil and reach for the sunshine. It seems to happen overnight. This year, the first spear I noticed was already a foot long, so we cut it yesterday and examined it. We have discovered, as you may already know, that raw asparagus has very little scent. There are two or three new shoots poking up and as one of our garden books showed in a line drawing, there are probably several other shoots underground making their way upward at the same time - a thought which thrilled Lyddie.
Maybe we should stick a few more asparagus plants in the ground to make a patch large enough that we actually get asparagus enough to eat. I guess the soil and water and sunshine must be just right, since these healthy asparagus have managed themselves for several years on their own. I know very little about growing asparagus except that they take several years to be established, like rhubarb, and that they are green because of clorophyll and you can grow white asparagus by depriving it of sunlight, I suppose. Maybe I should study up a little more before making any hasty plans.