This is a little gem of a book. It’s about the beauty and mysteries of the natural world and self-sustainability wrapped inside of a seemingly prosaic tale of a dying woman, which adds to its complexity. It’s about family, relationships, and the fight of small farmers against real estate development and the encroachment on nature (back in 1998). The writer artfully weaves in other side plots, including abuse, alcoholism, absence, the inevitability of change, in a simple yet poetic writing style.
The story takes place in a small farm in upstate New York, but it could be anywhere. The protagonist tells of her hard — and often solitary — life through reminiscences of the past with no regrets. It’s a nostalgic but unsentimental tale. In Irene, or Reeni, as her family called her, Sue Mohin has created a strong, practical female character who you’ll remember for a long time. “In the end, the solitary life that started do early fit me like a warm wool mitten. Loneliness has been as foreign to me as Chinese food,” Irene says in the book. The last third of the book to the end — wow!