5/19/2023 0 Comments Hidden nature alys fowler![]() It’s such a promising setup, and could have ended up as profound as H is for Hawk, but for several problems: the descriptions of her actual kayak outings are repetitive and rather boring she breaks off from the narrative all too frequently to give some local history or information about a particular plant or animal species (and then, usually unconvincingly, compares herself to said species) and her prose can be plain to the point of amateurish, e.g. She also fell in love with Charlotte and started building a life around this new bond, despite guilt over leaving H. To that end, she bought an inflatable kayak and paddled through her city’s canal system, often stumbling on unexpected pockets of wildlife (though usually what most would call weeds or pests) along the way. ![]() – Fowler felt opposing pulls: to be alone and to find her people to go off on adventures and to sink into wherever felt like home. (I hope Molly Wizenberg will write a memoir about her experience, for instance.) Initially content with her Birmingham life – a job, a bounteous garden and allotment, a dog, and a household with her husband H. ![]() ![]() (2.5) I knew of Alys Fowler as a gardening columnist for the Guardian, but was intrigued to read her memoir mostly because she’s part of a small but increasingly visible body of people who have changed their sexual orientation – or woken up to the truth of it for the first time – a bit later in life. ![]()
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