Perhaps I must first explain what a pick-mattock is, given its relative-- and tragic-- obscurity. The pick-mattock is a well named tool, consisting of a pick (a tapered end used for prying) and a mattock (a broad, flat, dull blade used for scraping and digging). The pick-mattock is also a fiercely useful tool, serving as an excellent digger and a world-class remover of small and medium rocks (a rock bar is required for larger rocks). Indeed, the pick-mattock counts among its relatives several impressive implements such as the esteemed cutter-mattock and the venerable Pulaski.
And yet, the pick-mattock leads a challenging life. Day after day, it faces adverse conditions. It is plunged into mud, rock, and roots. The pick sparks with rock with the mattock struggles through sludge. It must, I think, be aware of the weight of its task, but I worry that the pain remains.
But if being a pick-mattock were all discomfort, no one would chose to be one, so clearly there are some advantages to pick-mattock-icity. I imagine, from an outside perspective, that chief among these is the chance to see the world, or at least a portion of it. The trowel, the jackhammer, the screwdriver are resigned to a relatively mundane existence, but the pick-mattock is chiefly used in beautiful places where power tools are either impractical or forbidden. The pick-mattock may suffer, but it suffers in full awareness of the beauty in which it labors. (I will concede that the cutter-mattock leads a similar existence, but contend that its cutter edge has increased its use in gardens and thus decreased the proportion of cutter-mattocks working in truly pristine environments).
A pick-mattock (ungodly clean):
A cutter-mattock (properly dirty):
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