We’re in the asparagus patch on a warm, windy day in February. There’s not much to see but last year’s dead growth. Not much, that is, except these bright-red berries.
“OOO! Berries! Mama, can I pick them?”
“Sure, honey. But are they berries? Do you remember what these brown plants were?”
(Smart kid! They’re in the bed too, buried under leaves and burlap.) “Nope. Asparagus. Those are asparagus seed pods.”
“Can we plant them inside?”
And we did. Here’s the result, some six weeks later. Tiny little asparagus! She was so excited, she wanted to show her father, so she took the pot up to his office for him to see. “Look, Daddy, they’re little asparagus plants, and they look like little asparagus!”
“Well, that’s great, honey, but what did you expect them to look like?”
Ugh! Obviously, I am gardening with the best person in the family.