But deeper still is an inborn love of earth. It's just dirt 
to some people, but to a gardener it's more than that. He 
feels the good earth in his hands, senses its mystery, 
thrills to the power that lies inert in the common clay. 
Hands that press the damp soil around the roots of plants, 
that sift a dark loam through their fingers, that crumble 
dry clods and let the dust float softly downward,—those 
hands do more than plant seeds and harvest crops. 
They love the earth for earth itself. They are the true 
gardener's hands. 
But gardeners' hands must be busy in the soil, and greens 
are one of the things they plant and tend. Most famed of 
greens is spinach. 
