Every year I wish I had an asparagus patch and every year I fail to plant one.
I kept coming up with excuses. Don’t have the right spot, it’s too expensive, they take too long to get established.
If I planted asparagus the first year I realized I wanted some we would have been enjoying asparagus for the past hundred years. Or something like that.
Finally did do it, though. Something about how if I never did it I never would have done it.
I think Einstein said that.
25 crowns of Milennium.
It’s possible I may have picked that variety because of a weakness for Steig Larsson. Says a lot about the precise research that goes into my garden choices.
They’re located in a bed started last year lasagna-style, so it had plenty of mulched leaves, grass clippings, and manure. I added some cotton burr compost, greensand, and bone meal before planting.
Covered them over with a couple inches of soil and will continue to cover them as they grow.
I’ll still have to buy it at the market for a couple of years but at least it’s on its way. Finally.
Tell me about your asparagus (or asparagus dreams).