… by Barbara Kingsolver.
I read this book right after it came out in 2000. It’s a beautiful sensual read about 3 women in Appalachia coming into life in new ways. Each in her own element related to the other, only miles apart and with so much in common; more than the reader initially understands. It’s just a tale with so much more life to follow; the book has no real end. The end is actually a new begining.
I tend to read too fast, usually for the sake of taking up time. That’s how I used to read anyway and of recent years I have discovered a world of marvelous books read once by me but not absorbed. So, I start with Prodigal Summer. This bountiful spring seeming the best time to delve into it. I carefully and sensually read each word, paragraph, and chapter, with intent, savoring the life force expressed on its’ pages.
Do take the time to read a good book. Kingsolver always weaves a fine tale.