This morning I walked up to the front of the farm to look at the asparagus patch. There it was. Just lying there. Brown and bare.
But in about two months little spears of goodness should start popping up–the first veggies of the year and one of the best things about this life.
Last year at this time we were still harvesting broccoli, cauliflower, brussels sprouts, collards, kale and spinach. But this year, as we brace for yet another arctic blast, our gardens have nothing to offer but the expectation of the coming year. And that’s fine. May the frozen soil be as inhospitable to the garden-eating bugs wintering beneath it as it has been to the veggies trying to grow above it.
And winter veggies or not, asparagus is on the way.