better than a good year
As spring hesistantly begins in my area of the world, I long for the smell of fresh air and the feel of my hands in the dirt. Reading Richard Goodman?s ?French Dirt? satisfied me when my garden efforts were stymied. An account of an American who eventually gets to know his new neighbors in a small village in France, I think ?French Dirt? is better than the more well-known books by Peter Mayle. It shows a much better appreciation for what it means to try to become "local", whether you're moving to a small town or a different country. Goodman is more patient, more respectful of the French and of small-town folks in general, an attitude that is lacking in too many places these days.
