The Story: The Green Bucket

This green bucket isn’t much to look at. It’s not flashy, not the kind of thing someone would notice first — and that’s exactly what I love about it. When I found it, I could tell it had carried more than its share. There were paint splatters on the sides, dents along the rim, and a handle worn smooth from years of use. It had held soil, tools, shovels, even old Christmas decorations. It was a utility player — always needed, rarely praised.