We have a barn.   One aisle of that barn is 180 feet long.   Yes, it is a rather large barn.   And along that main aisle are many horse stalls which are filled at night with fuzzy 1000+ pound equines who eat & drink, sleep, and recycle whatever goes in, creating natural fertiliser.  

The aisle is the first thing people notice when they enter our barn.   It is the pathway that allows them to walk from one end to the other.   And accordingly, it is something that we sweep...   several times per day.

Sweeping.   Grab a broom.   Use it to push things from one place to another.   Pretty simply concept.   People have been doing it for centuries.   And yet, sweeping is a skill which eludes many people.   Those who practice the skill and take pride in their sweeping ultimately do a great job of it.

Developing code.   Managing.   Sculpting.   Riding a bike.   Folding laundry.   Teaching.   It dawns on me that there are so many things in life that "anyone can do".   Doing it well, however, with style, and excellent results....   That's when it becomes an art.

I love a well swept barn aisle.   It is a simple thing of beauty and pride in an environment where many expect less.