Louis Bromfield (1896–1956)

When the approach of war forced bestselling novelist Louis Bromfield to leave France in the late thirties, he chose to settle with his family in the area where he had grown up, near Mansfield, Ohio. In this book he writes about the group of farms he bought to live on and work, and his approach to restoring the soil from the erosion and damage caused by the non-sustainable farming techniques of some of his predecessors there. There is a lot about mulch and legumes and water management and the evils of deep ploughing, but there are also Bromfield’s lyrical reflections on the nature of Ohio, and on some of his less destructive neighbours (plus some distinguished fore-runners, like the semi-legendary Johnny Appleseed), as well as some rather less measured reflections on the evils of mid-20th century American society (as compared to France, for instance).

Sometimes Bromfield seems to forget that he’s a wealthy and well-connected man who can afford to do experimental agriculture at a time of food and labour shortages, and sees himself as though he were some kind of peasant revolutionary, so the book can be a bit irritating, but elsewhere it is very interesting to see his way of working, always taking a close look at what might be going on when something they have done on the farm produces a surprisingly good or bad result. It’s not quite rigorous scientific testing, but obviously a worthwhile attempt at bringing scientific methods into everyday work. Bromfield’s key mantra seems to be about alertness to the specific local factors that often mean a textbook technique may not be the most appropriate for the place where you happen to be farming.

I’m not an expert on organic farming, but I found this very interesting, and I enjoyed sharing the great pleasure Bromfield obviously took in doing a good job in a lovely place.… (mer)

Ya en la primera página de esta espléndida novela vamos a conocer a Susie Parkington, que a sus ochenta y cuatro años se viste para la cena de Navidad en una mansión de Manhattan. Corren los años posteriores a la gran crisis de 1929, pero su patrimonio ha resistido los peores embates gracias a la astucia de Gus Parkington, que murió hace años.
Cuando por fin la señora entra en el salón para tomar el aperitivo con hijos y nietos, el espectáculo es patético: quien no se desmoronado y aniquilado bajo el peso del aburrimiento, se ha casado de la peor manera; quien no ha robado, traficando con acciones de poco valor e hinchando el mercado con promesas falsas, se ha dejado estafar persiguiendo quimeras, y todos aguardan con cierta impaciencia que la mujer descanse en paz y la herencia se reparta, pero tendrán que esperar: Susie sigue firme, al mando, procurando que el futuro sea un lugar donde el trabajo honesto tenga un sentido.… (mer)