Remember that Crayon, Magenta?
A handful of heavy beets dangle from their lush tops in my left hand, and I aim the hose at the muddy roots. With a flash of color, wet and shiny, I am suddenly a preschooler who has just pulled a novel crayon from the first box of 48 Crayolas on Christmas Day.
Good tilled earth…
The top layer of garden soil is the homeland of the earthworm, that marvelous converter of garbage to topsoil. It seems a pity to tear it to bits with power equipment…