The Botany of Desire

Do you like apples?  Fancy tulips?  Smoke pot?  Before there were roses and lilies and sprays of lavender on the hills, before there were marigolds and morning glories, peonies scented like women and pitcher plants that smell like  rotting flesh, before the landscape went through its great primordial color shift, from green and green to every shade of the spectrum, the world was a ”slower, simpler, sleepier” place, Michael Pollan writes in ”The Botany of Desire”If so, you may like “The Botany of Desire” by Michael Pollen.

Check out the New York Times review of this book .

About carlos

I'm a curious person, of reasonable intellect, "on the beach" (retired) and enjoying my interest in anthropology, language, civil rights, and a few other areas. I've been a hippie/student/aerospace tech writer in the '60s, a witness to the Portuguese revolution in the ‘70s, a defense test engineer and witness to the Guatemalan genocide in the '80s, and a network engineer for an ISP in the '90s. Now I’m a student and commentator until my time is up. I've spent time under the spell of the Mesoamerican pyramids and the sweet sound of the Portuguese language. I've lived in Europe, traveled in Brazil, Central America, Iceland, New Zealand, and other places. My preferred mode of travel is with a backpack and I eat (almost) anything local. Somehow, many of the countries I have been to have had civil unrest (for which I was not responsible). I'm open to correspond with anyone who might share my liberal, humanist interests. I live in San Buenaventura, California.
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