Set at the Butler
Farm, her family's now deserted farmhouse on the Canadian shores of Lake Erie,
entomologist Liz Crane narrates in melancholy and moving prose her
recollections of her family, particularly summers spent throughout her
childhood.
“We were
in and out of the house and in and out of the lake all day long in the summer,
always running, often together and joined by a gaggle of my cousins’ friend,
the screen door banging behind us and driving the mothers mad.”
Liz has moved
back to the family farmhouse which is situated close to the nature sanctuary
where she is studying the migratory pattern of monarch butterflies. The butterflies often serve as a metaphor for the loss and beauty described in this novel.
The author evokes such a strong sense of place, it made me nostalgic for
the countless summer days spent with my cousins at my grandparents’ farm, and
yes banging screen doors and making aunts and uncles mad.
Though
relatively short, it took me several weeks, starting and stopping, to get through
this book due in part to the slow pacing of the book and time constraints on my
end but I found myself wrapped up in the novel’s atmosphere and wanting to know
what happened that summer when Liz’s uncle disappears. The ending was unexpected, provocative, and
worth the time invested reading.
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