At Christmas, one may receive a gift or two that represents something you would never have if it were not given to you.
I recently received as a gift, "The Orchard: A Memoir" by Adele Crockett Robertson, a book that I doubt that I would have ever heard about, far less read.
Adele Crockett grew up in Ipswich (Massachusetts) on an apple farm that was originally purchased by her grandparents and loved by her father. After her father's death, she assumed responsibility for the farm. Her memoirs capture the heartbreaking work associated with trying to make the farm a success during the depression. Ultimately, she failed at the task and, after many types of work, she distinguished herself as a local journalist. Her memoir was found by her daughter who finally brought it to publications, long after the author's death.
The book is a delight because she was a talented writer. She captured the ongoing struggle with words that crisply caught the nuances of the trials and tribulations of trying to make this farm productive enough to survive.
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