Asparagus, frost-flattened
Hubris is the word I use to describe my recent crowing. Nothing smites the gardener's expectations better than a two-week-long early-spring frost.
Ah, but at least the favas are up.
This is a journal, of sorts, of an organic garden in SW Michigan. It is also an opportunity for its writer to vent about much that ails her. "Ut sementem feceris, ita metes." --Cicero
3 comments:
That stinks. I could almost taste that asparagus. But you shouldn't have to wait too much longer. So far, this spring isn't doing much for me.
We are forecast frosts for the weekend and I suspect that it will flatten a lot of the plants that have been spurting away in the past 2 weeks of glorious sunshine.
I will be very very mumpy if it kills the asparagus. I am meant to be able to eat a spear or two this year.
J
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It killed me to see that asparagus! I had the first from my garden last night, and there is nothing like the first taste of green in the spring! I love your site, and so enjoy reading about the travails of a fellow gardener. Check me out if you have a minute when you get back.
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