We'll be much better friends if you can pretend like you immediately identified this as a sleepy asparagus lady yawning and stretching. (What? You couldn't tell? Now this is an angry asparagus queen ordering your head cut off.) (These are the benefits of being a terrible artist.)
Lately I've been wanting an asparagus bed.
Like having a trustworthy reputation or good character, the trouble with growing asparagus is that you have to start working on it long before you want it if you're going to have it by the time you need it.