Michael gave this lovely little French blue book with a sunny cover to Sierra, and she brought it over to me one day, thinking I would enjoy it. I did! It was the perfect summer read in 2010. The author took a year off of life in New York to spend it in southern France gardening.
It combines two things I love...France and gardening! The author has a knack for describing the French and assorted other characters and the little village in which they live. The chapters are more like meditations or essays rather than moving through a plot, although time and story do progress. He describes a way of life that resonates with me very strongly: "I was dirty. I was tired. I was sweaty. I was happy."
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