For those of us who crave continuity in a chaotic, even Comey-otic
time, it seems fitting that April -- the month that began with our wild launch party for Bainbridge Island's Jonathan Evison and his
critically acclaimed new Bainbridge Island novel Lawn Boy -- should
smoothly segue into May. That's when our books on gardening will be
featured at a 15% discount.
May is also the month of Mother's Day, and it also seems fitting
to point out that women are still reading circles around men, according to a
number of studies conducted over the last decade. It's a divide that gets more
pronounced when it comes to fiction vs. nonfiction, e-books vs. print books,
and older women vs. younger women. (Google the 2012 reading survey conducted
by the National Endowment for the Arts for the most interesting nuggets.) So the gift of words between covers still
seems like a safe bet on that special day.
That brings us back to gardening, and Lawn Boy, which among many
other virtues, embodies a genuine love of bending one's back and getting one's
hands dirty. (Evison has lived the life he writes, just recently posting a
Facebook picture of his lawn-maintenance arsenal as he attacked his yard upon
returning home from his Lawn Boy book tour. He refers to LAWN BOY, without
irony, as The Great American Landscaping Novel.)
Here, Lawn Boy's hero, Mike Munoz, describes the simple happiness of diagnosing a problem Bainbridge Island property:
Here, Lawn Boy's hero, Mike Munoz, describes the simple happiness of diagnosing a problem Bainbridge Island property:
"The lawn needs some work. The edges are rough and you've got
a dandelion problem. The reason it's bald under that walnut tree isn't because
of the shade, it's the high acid content of the soil. I'm betting some fescue
would take root there. Four bucks at Bay Hay and Feed. Done and doner. And
yeah, if you lose a few of those alders, you might lighten up the place. That
Japanese maple would do better with more light. I'd also square up that laurel
and deadhead those rhodies."
If that paragraph makes you want to pull out the trowel and
wheelbarrow and floppy sunhat on a warm day like the kind we seem to be
having a bit more frequently these past few weeks, well, we salute you. And we are
happy to feed your need as you sort through your packets of seeds and reach for
the first of the weeds.
~ Jim
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