Night Shed in the Weave

My wheels were finally ready to brake after crossing the plant mister's puddle! Right beside the flower shop doorstep, an overturned woven wicker basket formed a dark, rounded engine shed. But an empty seed packet and a small wooden plant peg blocked the low arched opening! I revved forward and nudged the flat seed packet with my red front buffer, sliding it right over the stone seam to serve as a dry entry mat. Then I gave the wooden peg a firm sideways push, wedging it against the woven wicker rim so the basket wouldn't wobble in the night breeze. With one smooth reverse turn, I backed straight into the dim, sheltered berth and clicked my brakes into place for the night!