If this book has one main contention, it is that gardening should be the ruling metaphor for what our relationship with nature (and consequently culture) should look like. The garden teaches us to grapple with the tensions between the extremes of “domination and acquiescence”. After having “done something”, we can't afford to do nothing to our natural landscapes. The garden should be “a place that admits of both nature and human habitation. But it is not, as I had imagined, a harmonious compromise between the two…It requires continual human intervention or else it will collapse. The question for the gardener—and in a way it’s a question for all of us—is, What is the proper character of that intervention?” (p. 49).
I was fascinated by his remarks on American suburban life. The suburb, he says, promises the best of both worlds, the place where people “keep one foot on the land and the other in the city” (p. 10). Its “main characteristic institution” is the front lawn (p. 18). Since we moved to the US, my wife and I have been intrigued by precisely this – the many front lawns left unfenced that seamlessly extend from one property into the next one. It’s all about democracy, Pollan argues: “The front lawn symbolized the collective face of suburbia, the backyard its private aspect. In the back, you could do pretty much whatever you wanted, but out front you had to take account of the community’s wishes and its self-image...A single unmowed lawn ruins the whole effect, announcing to the world that all is not well here in utopia…My father couldn’t have cared less” (p. 19). As the story goes on, his father’s politically incorrect front lawn did not go unnoticed.
I was annoyed by the author’s consistent male generic language, a reminder that I should read more old books (this one was published in 1991). Also, gardening in this book is primarily depicted as an individual effort, not a communal endeavor. I don't know too many things about gardening, but something seems to be missing here...awareness of non-western gardening practices, perhaps? (All his examples are either from the US or from Europe).
This book is pretty straightforward: one gardener shares his story and experiences in the garden. How complex can this be? Well, it turns out that Pollan sees all sorts of things below the soil, delving into philosophical musings, economics and environmental ethics, historical and political issues, cultural analysis, and occasionally even some spirituality and theology.
Throughout all of this, the eloquent and conversational tone is never lost. It is truly a delightful book.