This morning we dug our hands into the soil, pulling beets and carrots from their hiding places, clipping rainbow chard and kale from overgrown stalks. Arriving home, I threw everything in the sink and started my least favorite part of gardening, the washing and drying and trimming and trying-not-to-get-too-much-dirt-on-the-floor part. As I ran cold water over the lacinto kale, light caught in glittery pools of water on the underside of each leaf, and…
