This is my friend Miriam with a wild asparagus plant that was growing on the spectacular piece of land that her family owns between Leavenworth and Cashmere. I was fortunate to spend a little time up there this week.
We did a bit of exploring, and she showed me several rows of wild asparagus on the upper part of the property, where the original homestead used to be. As far as we could figure out, it's been growing there without any human assistance for at least sixty years, reseeding itself. By now it's probably developed its own special strain, perfectly adapted to its tiny, unique microclimate.
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