I did a bit of traveling last week for work and found myself in a Cracker Barrel where much of the decor included old gardening tools. Hoes, shovels, rakes, grass trimmers, even an old wheelbarrow, were hanging on the walls and suspended from the ceiling.
I took some pictures with my iPhone, most of which didn’t turn out because of the lighting, but you can just imagine how surreal exciting it was to find myself in such a place.
My traveling companion acted as though she didn’t know me, as I stood in wonder looking at all those gardening tools, taking pictures, and exclaiming over them.
I do like gardening tools. The older the better, just like gardening books.
No one knows quite where this love of gardening tools came from. My dad owned just one hoe, one rake, and one shovel, plus an assortment of trowels, but only one trowel at a time.
And here I am with more than one hoe, more than one rake, more than one shovel, and several trowels, all owned at the same time.
No one quite knows…
maybe the fairies put a spell on you…
I think Leslie is right.
More than one hoe, you say, Hmm!
Our current house came with a very old, curved hoe that I've never seen before. And then a discussion with a friend of mine over hoeing technique got me looking at youtube videos! I had no idea there were so many kinds of hoes out there.
Glad you had some fun at the Cracker Barrel – your friend clearly lacks an appreciation of the finer things…
Haha that's a catchy title. What a nice article… one of the best tools! haha
At least you choose your hoes, and other tools. Sometimes I have old tools thrust upon me. Genes have nothing to do with my collection.
lol… this post is so cute.