We asked Julia to clean out the garage a few weeks back when it was raining and not fit for her to be in the garden- and the wicker basket I use for garden waste ended up in the bin- only I spotted it in time and rescued it. This morning I mended its broken bottom with string. It'll serve for several seasons more.
Before I got going this morning I watched several episodes of Dulce Ruby's show "Waking Realm". She and her guests were talking about extra-terrestrials. Every episode concludes with a twangly, faraway snatch of "Row, Row, Row Your Boat"- and I wish I knew who the artist was so I could access the whole thing. I don't mind having it stuck in my head because it's a mantra.