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Fell for Inman and not much help for it. Antiquated facial hair fashions having become a modern-day hipster statement, I rather easily developed a distinct — and distinctly handsome — image of the man in my mind's eye. His voice, both inner and outer, made me love him. I also felt kindly disposed towards Ada, though this crept up more slowly. Maybe I was impatient at first or perhaps a bit jealous. But really, I believe it's because nothing works without Ruby. Ruby is a treasure. One I fear may be lost to us. Here, once found, she makes everything flow. Thankfully! She's a person I so completely am not. With the help of experienced friends, accurate maps inclusive of marked water sources, modern hiking technologies from gadgets to gear, and high-end organic freeze-dried pouch foods, I managed to survive two warm days on the Appalachian Trail and one clear, chilly night on a Blue Ridge bald. It was absolutely lovely. But no, I did not wish it to go on longer. I'm clueless about the ways of the natural world, have a poor sense of direction, am a plant killer, an indifferent cook, impractically dreamy and bookish, a bit faint in the face of frailties of the human body, and instinctively rather reticent towards hard physical labor. That's me. Much like Ada. However, I would make a worthy second under the stewardship of a wise woman like Ruby, much as Ada did, and good on her. I loved the way Ruby saw Ada's predicament as a rich field of sparkling opportunity. I loved the friendship that develops between the two women, sparely described as it may have been. The ability to interface with our natural environment, to wrest not just bare survival or subsistence, but a thriving and meaningful life from the land, is something we long for. Meanwhile, floating over darker, deeper fears of having broken our planet beyond repair is the fact that we simply don't know how to do it. We've utterly lost the wisdom Ruby, for the most part, taught herself. Stark, starving necessity being the mother of invention and all. And so it goes. Despite sharp sadnesses, upon finishing this read I enjoyed many minutes of after imagery. Picturing how the lives of loved characters must have unfolded in seasons between those described. Yes, I'd had my doubts at the start. Wondered if this book could muster the strength to reel me in, but it did so. And I'm glad.