“One gets strength out of the ground as often as one really touches it with a hoe.” Charles Dudley Warner in My Summer in a Garden.
I have added another hoe to my collection of hoes.
My aunt brought me this one from a sale that another aunt and uncle had recently. No one knows the history of it, no one knows how old it is, or how it came to be in my uncle’s shed. We can only imagine it might have been used on the farm where my father grew up.
It has a short handle and is what is typically called a grub hoe.
It seemed fitting to take a picture of it in the cool shade of a nearby tree, resting upon a large rock which was once a part of the original foundation of the first homestead built by my ancestors in southern Indiana.
Regardless of where it was used, or who used it, it’s earned its rest.
It will be a reminder that as long as gardeners have gardened, they have found satisfaction and strength in hoeing the ground.