What a lovely story. Set in the 1940s, this is a coming of age story set in the wheatfields of central Montana. A young girl at the start of the story, Ellen Webb is the only child of a WWI veteran and his Russian immigrant wife. She's happy. She doesn't see her ramshackle house, the grinding poverty, or the tension between her parents. She loves her environment. She's a good girl. Her parents have a relatively good harvest, enough to send her to college. She makes a friend. She loves her classes. She learns, uses her common sense, and delights in growing up.
But then she falls in love and the boy, a senior at the same college, comes home to meet her parents, and everything changes. Seeing her beloved farm life through his eyes, Ellen's simple world is rocked. Then she learns some hard truths about her parents' relationship. Her perception of them changes, suffering ensues, but always, Ellen is resilient and evolves. When tragedy strikes, she must grow beyond the pain and learn to find joy again.
Always, the story unfolds in the context of the joy and frustration of dryland farming. The growing of wheat is such a rich metaphor for Ellen herself. And the descriptions! I could almost hear the Grain Market Broadcast in my head, as read every morning over the Webb's radio. The varieties of wheat are so beautifully named. "One heavy dark Northern Spring...fifty-two. One dark hard Winter...fifty-three." How dramatic.
The mother, Anna Petrovna, met Ellen's father when he was wounded while fighting in Russia in the winter. Anna, a child of war who'd seen her parents and brother slaughtered, latched on to the handsome young American immediately. The two fell in lust, and when he was well enough to return to America, she told him she was pregnant. An honorable man, he brought her home with him.
For Anna, being a wheat farmer in the heart of Montana was the ultimate freedom. She loved the openness, the solitude, and the land, and she passed that along to her daughter. However, Ben was an Easterner, a gentle man, well educated and destined for a more genteel life. In learning about their marital compromises, Ellen grows in her understanding of her parents and of human nature. In a subtle but gratifying character arc, she arrives at a more mature version of herself. Without an epilogue, the reader is allowed to let her imagination roam as to what next might have happened, as the story ends on a positive note.
Such a beautiful story. A classic equivalent to My Antonia by Willa Cather.