Plant Dreaming Deep by May Sarton – #ABookADayInMay – Day 7

I’m reading May Sarton’s memoirs all out of order, so I’ve got The House By The Sea and Journal of a Solitude under my belt before going back to a slightly older one – Plant Dreaming Deep (1968), which has a bad title and a truly ugly cover. And yet inside – what riches! There is something of a false start in my mind – a little prologue about her British ancestor and her American ancestor, and how different they are. It is extremely skippable and doesn’t give you a sense for what the book will actually be about, though I know that Americans are notoriously interested in their family trees and connections to previous continents and perhaps Sarton couldn’t resist. Anyway, that out the way, and we are onto the main part of the book: Sarton finding, buying, doing up and living in a house in Nelson, New Hampshire. She was 46, and moving out to a distant location on her own felt like an understandably significant step for a single woman of her age – particularly one whose living was largely…