I am hereby making a public commitment that once we move into our new home with a small back yard… I. WILL. PLANT. Women in my family are notorious for our ability in killing even the toughest of plants, a trait that I will happily thank my Mum for as she has a fine tuned skill in destroying greenery. Until one day she conquered herbs. And hope was once again restored.
When we were at the markets I saw these adorable woven wicker baskets that would be peeerfect for collecting my weekly bounty of home grown herbs. I wasn’t allowed to buy one due to my lack of success in selling the idea of me picking my home grown herbs to my husband.
But then I spotted the bike with a woven wicker basket. And all my herb growing dreams came true.