My project in From Autobiography to Illustrated Story course

Grandpa's basket

It is a large wicker basket with beautiful natural shades.

When I was child, I saw this basket in my grandfather's barn, hanging with other baskets he patiently made.

Every Friday after school, I was happy to go to the market gardening with my mother.

My grandpa had "gold at his fingertips". He knew how to work with nature like no one else.

This basket reminds me the taste, colors and smells of my grandpa's vegetable garden.

Today, I use this basket to store my sewing projects, the time to let them germinate.

Is it my grandpa who gave me taste for simple things?