Prisoners
I got a chuckle out of an unintended side effect of the new handle on my big pusher shovel. A small arsenal of snow removal tools lives next to the front door during snow removal season. A couple of normal single shovels sit sometimes in front, sometimes in back of the big pusher. But their handles always lean against the wall. Right after I made the new handle, I propped the big shovel up against the wall in its normal spot.
But the next snow, when I tried to grab one of the little shovels – it was a prisoner!
I smiled, and chose not to remove the new bar. 