You go, Mary Stella!
I bet your neighbors look up carefully any time they walk under overhanging trees.
I have enough hatchets and loppers that I save my thinner Chinese cleaver for splitting kindling down into fine tinder. When the grain of the wood is right, a thin-edged cleaver tapped with a wooden mallet can split or shave thin "shingles" off a block of wood, and then slice matchsticks from a sheaf of those "shingles".
I use a thicker, less classy cleaver to whack apart rotten fruit, melons and such that I bring home from a fruit stand's dumpster.
I have an hour-glass-shaped liqueur glass that has a little "belly" near the rim. That's great for counting medium and big seeds. I can tilt the glass and shake or scoop 5-20 seeds into the belly, and then count-while-dragging those seeds over the lip and into a tray.
I use white saucers to hold a few seeds while I'm sowing. That lets me see them clearly after I spread them around thinly so that a damp fingertip picks up only one seed at a time.
