My Sewer Pit of Despair has taken on an appropriate shade of green, thanks not to me and my Black Thumb of Gardening Death, but to my 9-year old neighbor who took charge of the watering while I slaved away in Los Angeles for a week.

And look what I found lurking in a sea of weeds in my backyard! Did you have ANY idea that asparagus just sprouts from the ground like this? I didn't!

I think I'll eat it.
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LOL Many decades ago I rented an old farmhouse, and totally freaked out when I went over one day and looked over and saw all these little things sticking out of the ground. I just expected it to grown on or in something, to be picked off something, not just to stick up out of the ground, "here I am!"
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