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French Dirt: The Story of a Garden in the South of France Paperback – April 5, 2002
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"Deliciously hard to put down" -- American Bookseller
"One of the most charming, perceptive and subtle books ever written about the French by an American." -- San Francisco Chronicle
"The writing is clear, simple, evocative" -- Washington Post
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Irony in timing: I was working on reviving my own garden, and every break from the book, though few and short-lived, brought me to reflect on the peace, love, and tranquility I feel when I'm tending to nature.
No comparison to Peter Mayle's Provence tales, French Dirt nevertheless succeeds in its mission to take the reader on an exotic journey away from the bussling of the typical US city.
One source of that urge has to be my own times of living in another country for short periods--in my case, once for a year, two times for half that time--and imagining for a while that I had come to stay. The American as immigrant, a reversal of the usual flow, the searching for a new identity in an old place. In my case, and in my family's, we too found a symbolic dimension of the experience: skiing in Norway, biking in Denmark, and walking in Portugal. In each case, though not nearly as intensely as Goodman with his garden, we found an entry into the culture. And, in the end, perhaps that is the real reason I am drawn back, time and again, to his book. He never fails to help me better understand that we always need to find ways to cross those boundaries that keep us apart as cultures and individuals. For that, I thank him, one more time.