The past few summer Saturdays I have picked Rachel up at 7 a.m. and we’ve gone on the yard-sale shopping trip around town. Sometimes we don’t find any real treasures, but we see friends, wander in and out of yards in neighborhoods we didn’t know about, stop for coffee, and generally have a lovely time. Rachel has the uncanny knack of spotting the good stuff right away. This is what she spotted for me today, and I love it. I wonder what the previous owners actually did with a 10-gallon crock. Any ideas?