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True Grit, January 11, 2009
Some books on scientific topics make the cosmic seem mundane. This book does exactly the opposite; it takes the "mundane" and makes it cosmic. We are so familiar with sand, from beach to building site, that we easily underestimate what a remarkable substance it is (the one exception might be chef Anthony Bourdain who reminds us that all food tastes better when eaten with sand between your toes - although I think he was talking about beaches rather than building sites). Enter author Michael Welland who reveals to the reader that we really can "see the world in a grain of sand." Not only in single grains either, but also in the remarkable behavior of sand bodies in a river, on the beach, or in a desert (apparently, strange noises are produced by shifting desert sands, but nobody knows how these sounds are produced). Most remarkably, Welland shows us how sand is not restricted to Earth, but how it occurs on other worlds with a very different composition to ours. Welland made me realize that sand must be present in some form or other on other on the surface of all planets and satellites, whether in this solar system or another. As I said: cosmic.
If you like the works of Carl Sagan, Stephen J. Gould, Richard Fortey or Brian Greene, you will thoroughly enjoy this book. Highly recommended.
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You think you know your world?, June 11, 2009
Startling! That's the word that comes immediately to mind when thinking of this book. I was startled into laughter three times before I reached page 13 and startled by snippets of information provided in the same 13 pages. With no real science background and my only flirtation with geology being Roadside Geology of Colorado, I'm not sure what I expected, but it certainly wasn't this highly entertaining and very readable book. I thought I knew something about sand since I grew up with a beach as part of my front yard, but I soon realized that I knew almost nothing about sand. For example, there are pictures in this book of some of the organisms that live in beach sand. My reaction? Oooh, yuck. No more walking on beaches for me. However, when I got to the chapter on desert sands, including some of the denizens of deserts, I decided beach sand isn't so bad after all.
This book is jam-packed with fascinating information. By the end of the book, I felt that Sand, the book, had filled every nook and cranny of my life, as sand, the substance, has a tendency to do. I would pick up a piece of information from Sand, only to find it emphasized by something else in my life. A case in point is sand forensics. I had never heard of the concept, which was surprising considering how many mysteries I have read and watched over the years. Mr. Welland gives a fascinating example of sand forensics in his book, and lo and behold, the next mystery I pick up (the fourth Lee Child) has the FBI determining where the kidnapper's truck had originated and where it had traveled based on the sand and mud clinging to the bottom of the truck. Sand forensics. Mr. Welland also lists many examples of sand referenced in literature. I had never been particularly aware of this and thought he must have been really searching for these references to have found so many. Except that I was reading Mark Twain's biography at the time and guess what? In chapter six, Mr. Clemens refers to life as being like sand, soon washing away. Okay, I guess I wasn't noticing all these references to sand in literature after all. But when I visited Camano Island in Washington (state) and saw two whales, inexplicably close to shore where I had seen nothing but sand only hours before during low tide, I could not understand what the whales were doing. The water roiled all around them but they couldn't have been in more than four feet of water. The next morning I picked up Sand to continue and the very next paragraph was about gray whales in the water off the coast of Washington scraping their bellies through sand to create sand flurries from which they could feed on ghost shrimp. Unbelievable! But I knew I was in real trouble when I took a cup from the middle of my huge box of Cheer, watched the sides cascade down to the middle, and thought to myself, "Avalanche!".
Other intriguing things about Sand? It reads like an exotic travelogue of places I have never heard of before as well as some that I am familiar with. Fascinating. Also, Mr. Welland occasionally gives his geology human characteristics, which makes the book more compelling in my view. Here's an example from page 248 of his book. "As from time immemorial, while the mountains rose, the elements chastised them for doing so, eating into the newly exposed rocks, eroding and destroying them." What a picture! He also personalizes the book in places. I loved his reference to Bernie, the taxi driver, who I am now anxious to meet, and his mention of his own love of wine, often grown in sand, to name a few instances. The book also piqued my curiosity to the point that I actually looked up a reference in his book, fortunately footnoted, so that I could easily get more information on the subject, in this case, hot air balloons floated over the Pacific to the US carrying explosives from Japan during World War II. And for those of us who saw Master and Commander and wondered how long that huge hourglass took to pour from one side to the other while on watch (I assumed it took an hour; hence the name hourglass), they will find the answer in this remarkable book. Finally, his understated but pointed remarks throughout the book on what humans are doing to their environment were both scary and refreshing. Scary because it makes it sound as if even sand, at least as we know it, may not after all be a never-ending story, and refreshing because the way he makes his remarks is believable rather than soapbox oratory, which most of us have learned to distrust.
This book is definitely one to put on your re-read shelves. Even reading it slowly, I'm sure I missed more than I retained, and I don't plan to take sand for granted ever again. One of the references in the first thirteen pages that made me laugh was the one about sand smuggling, but by the end of the book, I understood so much more about sand that I no longer felt the idea was laughable when it was re-introduced.
I read over three hundred books a year, mostly fiction. Last year, for the first time in my life, someone asked me what my favorite book of that year was. I had to think for about thirty seconds to answer, "Undaunted Courage by Stephen Ambrose". If someone asks me that same question this year, I won't have to think for one second to answer, "Sand, the Never-Ending Story by Michael Welland". Oddly enough, they are both non-fiction. Go figure.
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
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Pebble in my shoe..., April 23, 2009
A Kid's Review
Sand: The Never-Ending StoryMr. Welland's writing tugs you along with the same spirit my son
takes on when showing me remarkable things, one after another.
But Welland adds enough sense, context, and references to slow
things down enough to feel able to be absorbed in the amazement
rather than feeling rushed through to the next and the next. He has
drawn lines in the sand connecting geology with computing, evolution,
art, play, construction, and on many other beaches we humans find
ourselves wiggling our toes in. He could use a few charts for visual
reference, for example to visually represent the time scales and eras
from Earths' birth to the present. But otherwise, a great read and gift.
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