When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden.
– Minnie Aumonier
I don't know about you but the last few days have been rough, news-wise. Today I had an edge and cranky pants on until I went to a local garden space. I've been thinking about a basket for the shade garden in front for fall and winter. All these fit the bill. Tomorrow I plant.
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