Notes from the Reference Desk
The Tool Book by William Bryant Logan
(Workman Publishing)
Review by JEREMIAH McNICHOLS
The visual exercise of The Tool Book
from the neatly-ruled, open white pages to the comforting,
fatherly authority of the small-caps headings
reeks of escapism, a guilty pleasure that claims to
revere gardening but actually keeps one from it, obsessing
over tools that were meant to be dulled and resharpened
but are hanging on hooks in the garden shed while you
pore over them in the library. Ten varieties of hatchets
and axes, ten kinds of pruning saws, 18 species of hand
pruners suspended with Photoshopped shadows over a clean,
white page like insects pinned in a museum case, jaws
agape. Exotic tools of the Victorian conservatory and
English cottage garden solid zinc soil blockers,
glass bell cloches rub shoulders with hand weeders,
hoes, picks and shovels.
Such books can be a kind of pornography for gardeners,
a fetishization of static images and expectations that
fill one's head with information but leave one's muscle
memory starved. For a gardener confined to a body cast
or a maximum-security prison, such books can be a lifeline,
just as women who prefer the company of cats can while
away the hours burning through romance novels, or men
who fear women can subscribe to Hustler. There
is nothing wrong with escapism, in the right context;
but it becomes decadent when it turns those thirsting
for an engaged activity into mere readers. Like eager
home cooks bewildered by the ingredients and methods
of a master chef's labyrinthine recipe, an overabundance
of tools, or of the perceived need for them, can stunt
a gardener's development and leave them with a Martha
Stewart fantasy that reality, with its weeds and foul
weather, cannot hope to match.
Thankfully, Logan is interested in more than the fetishization
of the toolshed. The first evidence of this is that
every image is paired with a description and measurements,
such as:
1. MARVIN HEAD POLE PRUNER: A sturdy but
lightweight Douglas fir pole is matched with carbon
steel blades and aluminum sockets in the manufacture
of this long-reach pole pruner. The pole may be
used with a forged steel Marvin head lopper or
a saw, depending on the task. The Marvin head
attachment with an additional extension pole is
featured here. The pulley assembly has nylon rollers
and high spring tension. Cuts branches up to 1
1/4" in diameter. Pole reaches to 6' alone, to
12' with extension. WEIGHT: 2 LBS.
Which drops us in the lap of 2. FRUIT PICKER,
an ingenious ring of tooth-like fingers maneuvered on
a pole to pick "that tiptop, tastiest apple" and drop
it in a little mesh bag.
Better still, Logan, a lifelong gardener and professional
arborist, knows the rules that govern this universe
of utilitarian beauty. Where a coffee-table catalog
would leave us in the clutches of high-ticket exemplars
to buy or gnash our teeth over, Logan explains, patiently
and thoroughly, what makes tools good, from the
finer points of design behind specialized tools to the
materials and manufacturing methods that distinguish
cheap tools that break backs from well-made, well-weighted
tools that work with you and last ages. He is also adept
at describing just how various tools are used, a great
help to first-generation gardeners who lack an experienced
ally and happen across corrections to their methods
seemingly at random. It is these areas of the book that
make The Tool Book memorable, and leave the reader
feeling empowered with their own tool wisdom, rather
than simply drawing up a shopping list. (Which begs
the question: If our efforts with hand tools are so
easily misdirected, why don't they come with a simple
instructional card? If a four-inch cactus comes with
instructions, however vague, why not a hoe?)
As a celebration of fine tools, Logan's lilting prose
reminds us that even escapism can be an honorable aim.
Imagining the moment when a gardener discovers a good
hoe that truly works with them, for example, he gushes
like a cherry cordial. "Whichever one it is, you'll
find that you no longer have to remind yourself to put
the file in your pocket so that you can touch up the
hoe's edge every couple of hours," he writes. "You'll
remember because you like the feel of filing its beveled
edge sharp. In return, it will cut for you like a fine
kitchen knife and encourage you to find a quick, steady
rhythm that is more like stirring a pot than breaking
rocks." Not all gardening can be like this, but if it
weren't for moments like these, we wouldn't do it at
all. (Jeremiah McNichols)
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