Gardening gloves
I really should wear my gardening gloves. But I love getting my hands dirty. I love the feel of the soil in my hands. I love the smell of it, so heady with rich humus. I cradle the transplants in my hands, careful not to compact the roots as I put them in the wagon for safe-keeping.
I really should wear my gardening gloves. I spread a tarp on the grass and wield my spade. Shovel the wonderful soil onto the tarp, warm friction on my palms. Lift the frame for the flower bed and move it 10 feet, and a crack in the wood snags my hand. Blood, warm and salty in my mouth as I suck on the wound.
I really should wear my gardening gloves. One of the half-dozen pairs sitting on the shelf above the loppers and the spades.
But I won't.



2 Comments:
Are you saying that you should wear your gloves?
I have been saying that to myself for many years. Yet I often get involved in gardening chores without putting on gloves. It is not dirt under finger nails that bother me but the soil's corrosive effect on skin, especially during the cold weather.
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