Once upon a time, there was an old widower...

I do love vegetable gardens and I find this one particularly poetic and inspiring with the tiny cottage, the gnarly trunk, the row of cabbages and wicker drying up on the ground. A place where an old and poor widower could've been living in with his eight daughters and sons (if you see what I mean, I'm sure you do, hence the title).
And if I was a painter, I would've loved to paint this scene (with oil paints) as well.
Hope you'll enjoy it! That's all folks!