Taming of the Asparagus
I'm a little bit of a late bloomer. Or maybe it's just that I get used to looking at - or stepping over - something that's in my way and then I don't do anything about it for a long time. It's kind of like that pile of laundry in the middle of the room. It doesn't go away, but you start to ignore it - so it really isn't there any more, right?
This was the case with the wild patch of asparagus in the raised beds. We're at the end of our second year, which means that ...