We really haven’t had much rain in the past month, which I realised today has cut into my reading time. Most days, with the sun shining, I want to be outside working on the garage wall or gardening. So today I had an opportunity to curl up on the couch and read.
And because I’m immersed in gardening these days, I returned to two gardening books that I wanted to read more leisurely.
Several months’ ago, I ordered The Atlantic Gardener’s Greenbook, Jodi DeLong’s book on gardening in Atlantic Canada. After a mix-up with our illustrious Canada Post (oh joy!), all was sorted out and I received the book. I have read it several times now and have enjoyed it more upon each reading.
As anyone who regularly reads Jodi’s blog, you know you will be in for an informative and entertaining read. I don’t think I will ever look at Bishop’s goutweed again without thinking of Jodi and her efforts to eradicate this noxious beast from her garden.
The Atlantic Gardener’s Greenbook is an accessible book for all manner of gardener. Much of it is just as applicable for the Canadian prairies as for Atlantic Canada (and what a relief to read a gardening book that doesn’t focus on Toronto and environs). It is a comprehensive gardening manual, covering topics from compost to easy plants to grow from seed. There is an excellent chapter on native plants that explains clearly (!) the difference between native and naturalised plants. What I also liked about Jodi’s book was the chapter devoted to having your garden looking good in winter … that’s important for those of us who spend months with our gardens buried under drifts of snow.
I also spent time several good hours reading The Complete Flower Gardener. Last month, I received this book from Kathy Purdy of Cold Climate Gardening, Kathy reviewed this book(see the review here) then had a contest to give a copy away to the person who confided their most frustrating experience growing flowers. She asked “What confusion, disaster, or aggravation could this book have prevented, had you owned it? Relate the most convincing tale of woe (or humor) in the comments and this book will be yours.” I won’t relate my tale of woe here, but you can read about it on Kathy’s blog.
And then, because I needed a break from reading, I watched The Girl in the Café for the second time. This film is on a world tour at the initiative of Ingrid, who writes an excellent blog. If you want to participate in the tour, sign up here. Since I only signed up a few months’ ago, I was surprised by how quickly I received the DVD in the mail. (I was also tickled that the next person in line to receive it was fellow gardening blogger, Kylee, from Our Little Acre.)
This is a film well worth watching. Bill Nighy gives an excellent performance as Lawrence, an over-worked bureaucrat whose life has focussed on his work as a financial whiz in the English Chancellor of the Exchequer’s office. As preparations are made for a G-8 summit in Iceland, Lawrence meets Gina (Kelly MacDonald) in a café and is drawn to her. Eventually he asks her to attend the summit with him.
While their relationship intensifies, and as the summit progresses, Gina begins to ask pointed, relevant, but embarrassing questions of several government officials, including the English Prime Minister. She wants to know why governments are not pursuing a more ambitious programme to reduce poverty in the developing world as they had planned at their G-8 summit eight years’ earlier.
As with most bureaucrats, Lawrence, while agreeing with Gina, is compelled to follow his political bosses – at least in the early going. Will Lawrence follow his heart or will he continue to feel as if he is unable to change anything beyond the dictates of official government policy?
Does love win out? Watch this provocative film to find out … it is well worth your time, especially since it deals with some of the pressing issues facing developing countries. It also illustrates how so often the outcome of these summits have been decided before they have even started.
And because it’s just that sort of night and my edges are feeling smudged, I’m listening to a CD put together by my niece, Antonia. Ah, Neko Case has an incredible voice and I do really wish I was the moon tonight … here’s a pic of me transplanting an implacable fern in what now seems like a bit of a dream.
Last night I dreamt I’d forgotten my name
‘Cause I sold my soul
But I woke just the same
I’m so lonely
I wish I was the moon tonight
How will you know if you’ve found me at last?
‘Cause I’ll be the one be the one be the one
With my heart in my lap
I’m so tired
I’m so tired
And I wish I was the moon tonight.