Grind it. Grind it clean

Axe me about my hatchet

I found a small axe in the trash - a hatchet.

The handle was wrong.

Dried out, broken, splintered and loose, the handle was without a use.

The hatchet head?

Corroded, chipped and ugly.

Me?

Happy.

I have an axe to grind.

I love grinding axes.

This hatchet head?

Something to work on.

I sand and file it regularly.

Years of neglect fade with each pass of my sanding block.

And yet? There are pits and cavities where the corrosion persists.

So I grind.

I insist.

Sure, science could help me shine my steel more quickly.

A caustic chemical could completely clean the clinging corrosion currently.

And?

In this case?

I’m happy to keep grinding.

How foolish eh?