Gloves are not meant for garden work.
How can you feel the plants, the dirt, the wetness of the soil
with glove-protected hands?
Your hands must be stained, laced with tiny cuts from briars,
black with good garden dirt.
You need to feel the softness of a rose’s petals,
the coarse stems of unwanted weeds,
to really know a garden.
You need to feel things,
get dirty, dig in, feel the soil,
know the smell of earthworms
and the damp dark that brings the life.