Icecream bucket and paring knife in hand, Bryan and I scoured the ditches for wild Asparagus. I would like to report that we had keen enough "asparagus eyes" to find it on our own. However, our hunt was more like a tour led by family members.
"What Asparagus?" The daughter and the son-in-law asked quizzically.
"Your standing on it." The farmer replied gleefully, hiding his laughter behind a nonchalant shrug.
After being led to three local ditch patches of Asparagus, Bryan and I were able to find two patches on our own! Driving at 20 mph while I hung out the passenger side yelling, "Stop! Asparagus." "No wait, maybe." Erratic is the best way to describe our behavior, driving forward, backwards, with frequent u-turns and us jumping in and out of the ditch.
The hunt is now on, we will be careful to always carry our bucket and knife in the car when we go out.
After a short rain shower, the sunset was amazing for the drive home.
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