|Oh my little heart-hoe, so many memories are sown in the furrows you created.|
I would not give up my little heart-hoe for love nor money for the memories yes, but also because its a great tool. The smaller head is perfect for getting in between plants, because it is rather light weight I can use it for longer periods of time than other heavier tools so weeding becomes less of a drag. The original hardwood handle which was smooth as silk from the years of use broke a couple years ago and my husband (bless him) decided to put a "real" handle on it.
Being a "guy" he used the "more is better" theory of fixing things and what I ended up with was a larger, heavier, shovel handle on my sweet little hoe instead of the smaller but still sturdy straight hoe handle that used to. I blanched when I saw it and was actually offended because he had turned it into a "dude tool" It was like putting boxing gloves on a ballerina!!! It was huge, too heavy and made it hard to use the hoe. Of course my mind immediately thought "What was he thinking?" and the first words out of my mouth were less than kind. He had of course done more than just put an ill-fitting handle on the hoe, he had offended its memory. I think I'm going to get a new handle for her this year, a proper handle and just chalk this whole thing up as another chapter in her history.