For a while now, harvest time has been lacking a certain je ne sais quoi. What’s been missing is a receptacle worthy of my plants. I’ve been cutting spinach, basil and whatever else I wanted and dropping my harvest into a plastic bowl. Which never felt especially earth-mother-gardeny to me. So today I rectified that shortcoming and purchased this lovely basket.
Then my neighbours saw me carrying my basket from the shops and asked me about it. When I told them the purpose, Paul ran inside and came out with another basket they no longer use. So I’ve gone from 0 garden baskets to 2 in one day. Why oh why is moderation so hard to achieve?
Regardless, I can’t wait until I’m in need of my next fresh produce!
Laura Rittenhouse's Gardening Journal 
Nice! Very nice!
And moderation or excess nothing. The other basket is for me to carry when I come and visit and we go out into your garden. ;-P