Three books (one of which has absolutely nothing to do with gardening)

Almost to the day, it is two years since we first went into lockdown in this country, when we realised – well, most of us realised – that Covid was real and like nothing we had dealt with before. Life changed for most of us. Lynda Hallinan’s book ‘The Joy of Gardening’, came out late last year but appears to have its genesis in the earlier lockdown days. It is a book firmly anchored in our Covid present.

I have written before of myself that ‘I garden so I have a lot of thinking time’. The same is true of Lynda. Most of us know her as an irrepressible, bright, bubbly person who is genuinely keen on gardening and plants. This book is more intimate, more reflective at this time when our focus is closer in, more defined by our immediate environment as we try to make sense of a world that has changed.

There is a soft focus to this book, quite a bit of nostalgia and thoughts about what gardens and plants mean at a personal level, leavened by the author’s irreverent humour. There are lots of of romantic, soft-focus photos by Sally Tagg but we know these are just mood-setters because all the photo captions are banished to the last two pages of the book and then just recorded as plant names. That is a case of a book designer thinking that the look is more important than reader convenience. That aside, it is a beautiful hardback and I do love me a book with a built-in book marking ribbon.

Lynda is a journalist and it shows. She has an immensely readable style and the words flow with confidence. While divided into ten sections (Making Memories and Love & Loss are two), each section has a number of separate pieces loosely related to the theme. It means you can pick up the book and read a page or two and it stands on its own. I have been known to refer to this as loo reading but you may prefer to think of it as coffee-break reading. It can detract from a sustained reading session because those short bits are so short and snappy but there is a surprising amount of good information included. I think it is a charming book, best savoured in smaller bites and particularly relevant at this time.

I know very little about Ethiopia which only seems to reach our news when there is famine or civil war. It did of course give us Haile Selassie with the odd spin off of the Rastafarians but well before that, it was an ancient civilisation where humans were first recorded in modern form and an early Christian nation. It is also one of the fastest expanding economies in the world today, with a predominantly rural population. This has led to major deforestation which is the subject of a book by Kieran Dodds titled ‘The Church Forests of Ethiopia’.

It is predominantly a book of photographs of the local people and the environment in Amhara Province with a lot of aerial shots showing the agricultural deserts where the only remaining native forests are patches of green surrounding churches. The Tewahedo Orthodox Christian churches are a distinctive round shape like domes or saucers and the reason why the small patches of remnant forest around them survive is because they are sacred. Think miniature gardens of Eden in a desert. It is a unique landscape.

The book is a fundraiser to support the organisations and groups involved with replanting to extend the existing forests and particularly creating links between the forested areas which enables native animal and insect life to move from one area to another. You will be supporting critical environmental work if you buy this book but also, you may enjoy having this rather gentle pilgrimage through the church forests of Ethiopia in your bookcase. The one thing it lacks is any information on what the dominant native plant species are but I guess if you want to know more, you could Google ‘woody flora of dry Afromontane areas in Ethiopia’.

Ukraine bus shelters and yes, we may well wonder if they are still standing

Nothing whatever to do with gardening, but a book I felt belonged in my bookcase in a totally random manner is ‘Soviet Bus Stops’ by Christopher Herwig. It is what it says – a collection of photographs of bus shelters throughout the former Soviet Union. These shelters date back to a time when private cars were a luxury, when the dreary conformity of the Brezhnev years spanned the era from the 1960s through to the start of the 1980s. This is apparently known as the time of stagnation and these bus shelters are a memorial to the triumph of individual creativity and flamboyance in a repressive regime.

Architects, artists and designers could unleash themselves – within a budget – and unleash themselves they did with marked regional differences and varying materials. I feel I owe it to Ukraine to show their shelters which are charming but not of the same level of flamboyance and scale as some other areas – favouring form over function as one of the brief introductory essays says. There aren’t just a few of these bus shelters, there are many although I am not sure yet whether I feel the need to buy the second volume of this odd phenomenon.

It is a quirky little book but also a record of the triumph of human spirit, even more so in the context of what is happening in that part of the world right now.

What on earth were they thinking at the time in Kyrgyzstan?
and indeed in Kazakhstan

4 thoughts on “Three books (one of which has absolutely nothing to do with gardening)

  1. Paddy Tobin

    Goodness, how Covid has dominated our lives and continues to do so. We are out of all restrictions and are experiencing the highest daily numbers of Covid cases ever though the severity of the cases is significantly less than previously thanks to the ameliorating effects of vaccines. We, our household, continue in a careful lifestyle. Gardening and books are simply wonderful, a great blessing at this time of our lives.

    On a gardening front – the magnolias in Mount Congreve Gardens, ten minutes away, are simply fabulous at the moment.

    1. Abbie Jury Post author

      I saw photos of the Mount Congreve magnolias come through social media. Beautiful big trees in full bloom. A splendid sight.
      We have given up tracking rules and regs. Covid appears to be all around us so we have just gone into voluntary isolation at home. I don’t care if we can go out for coffee or to restaurants. We are minimising all contact until we can see more clearly how this will pan out. At least we are not so desensitised yet in NZ that we ignore the deaths, which I see happening overseas. Be it 4 a day or 10 a day, they are acknowledged and there is a sense of sadness every day as our death toll climbs from 50 something to over 200 now.

  2. robynkiltygardensnz

    I have a Polish and a Russian artist friend who lived through the communist years – 60’s to 90’s until glastnost, and both have told me that the arts and artists during that period were supported by the Soviet govt. more than ever before or since. My Polish friend (Jolanta Owidska, a fabric artist) said it was a wonderful time for artists as the Soviet government was very much behind culture and the arts, and she was sent to and paid for to go the US to exhibit her work in Chicago, by the Soviet government of the time, more that once during this era. She said the Soviet period was the best time for artists in the Soviet bloc, also a frenetic time, as there were so many exhibitions and outlets for their work which was encouraged and helped by the authorities. We went round galleries in Warsaw and the work was just as challenging as you would see in Western countries. Jolanta’s work was always abstract as was much of the work I saw in contemporary galleries in Warsaw and it was never judged or censored by authorities.

    1. Abbie Jury Post author

      Oh that is interesting that it was across the arts sector and not confined to bus shelters! We hear little of this side of history.

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