Oh, what a poignant, beautiful book. There is a connection with nature. There is a connection with people, however, Elsa Is just learning. She came to know and love Silas, who is a logger, but a natural logger - sustainable forestry management. She is pretty and stands out from the rest, she’s has traveled around the world, she’s gone to college and she comes from a bustling city with country club parents who are wealthy and snooty and cut her off because of her relationship with Silas. They feel she’s hooked up and married under herself. But it is a comfortable relationship with a man who is in tune with nature. It is a relationship with someone who truly knows her. And she has never felt this way before.
In essence, he and she are alike, deep down, he is ahead of her on that plane, he knows she’s like him deep inside. He teaches her about the lives and history of trees and the land. They marry and have two children, they are living on forested land that was purchased with all her remaining family money. They work on building the house but are kind of loners. Silas has family in his logging business and friends in the village. Elsa is out of her element but she’s committed both to the lifestyle of her husband and family. However she doesn’t have all the street smarts to know how everything functions out here until there’s an accident and she not only has to deal with the incident, but the grief, the children, herself, the village people who look down on her.
The house is not fully completed and there are generators to manage, and water to haul, wood to chop, garbage to take to the dump, etc - all things Silas did and now it’s all up to her. And it’s winter. And it’s all absolutely overwhelming.
The children have a difficult time, Elsa is having a difficult time - they are all navigating though, mostly on their own. Attempts are made by others to help them but it’s awkward. She’s stubborn, she’s strong, she is a good person, wife and mother. But it’s just so damn difficult to do all this and let others in. To let others in, to let others help.
Elsa does a lot of thinking, grieving, working, refocusing. She realizes she played games with Silas, in a teasing way, but maybe it wasn’t teasing, deep down. She is ashamed of herself. She wishes she had been more loving and considerate back to him. It’s obvious he would do anything for her. Why wouldn’t she do the same for him?
There are little nature connections that make us think of the otherworldly presence of others that have left us - the quiet, staring white deer, the breeze that just blew by into the trees, the candles flickering in the bathroom holders as Elsa thinks of Silas. And the statements that Silas made to Elsa and daughter, Hester, about how the trees look out for each other but they don’t block one another. Trees are social beings; they don’t do as well on their own, they need each other to thrive. He tells her she needs to be strong, like the trees.
Okay some may think this is corny, but I don’t, I’m in alignment with thinking the otherworldly that have gone come and visit us to check on us from time to time and let us know they are there with us, as a butterfly landing on our arm, or a breeze rustling the leaves out of nowhere - I also think so highly of trees - whenever we lose one on our property, I cry. My husband does not understand why I’m crying for a tree. I’ve nurtured that tree, watched it grow into its magnificence. Am so
Proud of both of us - Nature and human coexisting. Looking out for each other, our roots being deeply connected. When one is lost to pests, fungus or storm, there is a grieving but there is also hope. Tree, you gave me shade and beauty, you provided home and natural food and shelter for all the wildlife in the area. I gave you, tree, a warm welcome to my yard that has more diverse trees that can be connected with and grow into a strong natural community. I promise I will nurture you as you will nurture me.