We were on our way to find a colorful pot for my non stop growing tomatoes. When we got to the door they slowly creaked open.  We walked around boring old pots for hours. Until I ran into the brightest and coolest pot in the world it was a old pot with red and black patterns and a face to go with it. My brother was tapping me and pointing up in the sky but it wasn’t anything in the sky  there were legs surrounding the plant in the middle to keep them up right when they grow really big.