John did the tilling and I've been hand weeding the asparagus and my creepy garden, as well as pruning back the black pussy willow that was making too much shade.
There was enough asparagus to provide a gracious plenty for supper.
And I had seeds to plant -- look at that nifty radish!
A young toad kept an eye on me to make sure I didn't forget the purple carrots . . .
And the asparagus takes a bow, topped with red bell pepper sauteed in butter and lemon juice and accompanied by potatoes with dill and chicken roasted with rosemary and lemon.
Love that first harvest!