I loved this book, how it had a solid structure - each chapter beginning with a different plant, beginning with the intriguing medieval and somewhat magical perception of it, a simple black & white engraving, the medicinal properties, a bit of folklore and where it might be found - and then there followed a kind of meandering through events and memories from the author's life, that often ventured off from an aspect of that plants curative powers.
The book begins at a moment in her life when there is an unexpected death in the family, so grief and coping with it, learning how to manage its lingering presence, plays a significant role in what follows.
At the time of this initial event, she is pregnant with her first child, as the story continues her son becomes as much a part of the narrative as the author herself.
It is also a reflection on motherhood, of one woman's experience, given her own inclinations, personality and the effect of being the youngest in a family of six children.
It is sensitively narrated, introspective and a tribute in particular to her sisters and her mother and a celebration of her son, for all that he teaches her, that he reflects back to her, due to the way she parents him and the way he in turn reminds her what it is to be a child, the gifts they offer having been nurtured, loved and allowed to grow into themselves authentically. He is a less conditioned mini human than most and Bennett's articulate expression and capturing of his innocent yet profound utterances are a gift to all who read her prose.
Children can teach and remind us of so much that is simple and good in life, sadly conditioned out of us by the effect of a societal system that squashes it before it can have a chance to flourish.
In the same way that Bennett and her son create an apothecary garden in their backyard, a construction of permaculture beauty, an appreciation of nature, an alternative education - yet encounter resistance,judgement, complaint and obstacle as subscribers to that more authoritarian rule attempt to oppress or stamp out their initiative, unable to see the bigger picture of a more sustainable, kinder way of living in the shared world we inhabit.
Absolutely loved this quiet book, that celebrates the wisdom of small children, nurtured through the early years and the symbiosis of mother and child.
Highly Recommended.