Monday, December 31, 2012

Books of the Year 2012

Please enjoy my second annual Books of the Year post. (I read them this year, not all of them were published this year.)
All my favorite books this year were nonfiction titles. With the exception of the the Steve Jobs biography, of the five favorites, four were memoirs by women. Last year all my favorites were fiction. Do these things just go in cycles? Was I searching for something relevant to my own life in memoir, or is it just that the fiction I read didn't inspire me? Am I looking to live more authentically or with more excitement? Am I wondering how to find myself again now that the kids can do so much more for themselves? J will be a high school senior next year, focused intently on his path out of the house.

The lives described in the memoirs are very different from my own. One is the journey of a confused woman in her twenties, one explores a prominent life from early motherhood to grandmotherhood, one is a travel journal of a woman is in her 50s on a honeymoon, and one explores the loneliness and pain of old age.

My favorite books of the year in no particular order are:

Blue Nights by Joan Didion 
Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson    
Wild by Cheryl Strayed
Against Wind & Tide by Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Le Road Trip by Vivian Swift

 Cheryl Strayed has written a beautiful memoir about her 26th year when she found strength after tragedy during a grueling 1100 mile walk on the Pacific Coast Trail through California and Oregon. The writing was powerful. She pulled you into her alternating past and current stories. People she met along the way... people she wanted to leave behind (her abusive father)... people with whom she need to make a final peace (her mother who had died before their relationship had been worked out). She explores the harms she did to herself through irresponsibility with men and drugs. Unlike me, she is intensely poor in money and relationships. It is interesting how she views poverty both as she lived it in her childhood and on the trail. Her lack of money and family made her totally self reliant. I have always known that in bad times I could count on someone. I have resources to fall back on. Could I ever be as brave as she was to pursue a dream with nothing but spirit?

Blue Nights
Joan Didion's memoir is heartbreaking. Her previous one, A Year of Magical Thinking, explored the time after her husband died. Here she digs deep within herself after the death of her only child. She is aging alone.  It seems the most honest, fearful discussion of decline due to age I have ever seen. It is not the stuff of AARP magazine, ads for elder living communities and cruising seniors. This is an exploration of losing one's balance, losing one's relations, and losing the past. I don't think I could get through this if I were in my 60's or older. It would be too scary. 

from Blue Nights :
"I continue opening boxes. I find more faded and cracked photographs than I want ever again to see. I find many ingraved invitations to the weddings of people who are no longer married. I find mass cards from the funerals of people whose faces I no longer remember. In theory these mementos serve to bring back the moment. In fact they serve only to make clear how inadequately I appreciated the moment when it was here. 
How inadequately I appreciated the moment when it was here is something else I could never afford to see."

Le Road Trip
On a lighter note, Vivian Swift wrote and illustrated this charming travel journal detailing her honeymoon in France with her new second husband. There are descriptions of old walled cities, casual yet delicious meals, the serendipity of train travel, and many, MANY cats. But the thing that attracted me most were the sketches and watercolors on every page. There were repeated studies of sunrises and sunsets. (It's the type of thing I have tried to capture on vacation in drawings or photos and haven't been able to do well). There are pages of paintings of windows of stone, of wood, in many colors, with cats...  I love books that combine art and words, pictures that tell a great story and words that bring life to the pictures. This is one of those books.



1. Thinking, Fast and Slow by Daniel Kahneman
2. Blue Nights by Joan Didion    
3. The Summer Book by Tove Janssen   
4. Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer 
5. Fed Up with Lunch by Sarah Wu      
6. Samuel Adams the Father of American Independence by Dennis Fradin   
7. Folks, This Ain’t Normal by Joel Salatin   
8. Spontaneous Happiness by Andrew Weil    
9. Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson      
10. An Everlasting Meal by Tamar Adler    
11. Blood, Bones and Butter by Gabrielle Hamilton
12. 50 Shades of Gray     
13. Eat to Live     by Joel Fuhrman     
14. The Good of the Land by Wendell Berry  
15. The Lives of Margaret Fuller   
16. The Indispensable Zinn       
17. Wild by Cheryl Strayed    
18. Smut by Alan Bennet  
19. War Dances by Sherman Alexie      
20. Running Waves              
21. The Reluctant Fundamentalist by Mohsin Hamid
22. Against Wind & Tide by Anne Morrow Lindbergh   
23. The Midwife’s Apprentice by Karen Cushman (YA Newberry)
24-26 Hunger Games Series
27. My Ideal Bookshelf  Thessaly La Force (ed.)     
28. Farther Away by Jonathan Franzen   
29. The Receptionist by Janet Groth   
30. Le Road Trip by Vivian Swift   

Monday, December 17, 2012

Ice Tears From the Sky for Newtown

 A strange weather phenomenon this morning has coated our whole house and all the plants around it with a thick layer of ice.

On the pergola it looks like permanent tears.


 When I walked on the grass it crackled and broke.

 Ice is thick on the apple branches.

The tall grasses that normally blow in the breeze outside our dining room are bowed and frozen.

 I can't even remember or identify what plant this is. But frozen it makes a Seussian shape.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

So Thankful for Local Farm-Fresh Food

I thought I'd post a bit about Thanksgiving and what's going on before the season passes by. We served 8 at our Thanksgiving table (although the youngest didn't feel very well and only made it to the table for pie.) Our immediate family, my mom, my in-laws and a new friend I'm thankful for this year who built a beautiful house for herself in town and moved in early this year.

The menu included: a dry-brined turkey cooked on the grill, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, roasted Brussels sprouts, roasted butternut squash/onion/cranberry, and cornbread/sausage stuffing. Guests brought a pumpkin pie and a peach pie for dessert. It was a terrific meal although the food photos didn't turn out so well. My favorite photo of the day was of my happy mother and father-in-law passing the turkey.

Although we did not have turnip at this meal, many of the ingredients came from our Siena farm share. For their farm and for Mainstone farm across the road from us, where we get our grass fed beef and pork, I am truly thankful during the holidays and all year through. We have signed up for a 48-week full year share from Siena for next year. Here is a photo of my favorite guys at this fall's Siena harvest party.

The other food related item I'm thankful for is fresh eggs... and my friend who keeps chickens. This inspirational friend teaches me about living sustainably and with positive intention. She is really something special. I helped take care of her chickens while she was away for Thanksgiving and got a number of fresh eggs as a reward. Here's one that I very quickly turned into breakfast!