Day 25 — OctWriPoMo — Ode to Loving Asparagus

image link There comes a season In Michigan, When asparagus Slowly rises from the soil It takes the right temperature And the right moisture To make asparagus happen.   It is sold at the local farmer’s market At exhorbitant prices, now That the farmer’s market is A fashionable place to be seen.   A farmer,…

Pearl’s

  Our boss, once a year, bequeaths us three days at a conference, hours north from an already northern place. It’s a luxury resort, off-season rates, and the run of the place. Folks from around the state convene, joined by a common profession. We speak the same language, we laugh at the same jokes. Vendors…