Come to a Place, Come to Be

I had always believed that we are shaped by the places we inhabit, that our mannerisms are born from the mood of a place. Grow up surrounded by peach trees and peaches will grow you up. You could almost look into a person's eyes and know hot or cold, vast or lush, rural or urban. In Old English, become is becuman, meaning "come to a place, come to be." We be-come our landscape. No way around it. Which left peripatetic people like me not orphaned, but an amalgamation.

The Map of Enough

One Woman's Search for Place

by Molly Caro May.

320 pp. Counterpoint, 2015.