Book club this morning was a huge disaster, thanks to the vole problem I have. We started book club on the first of January, which seemed like a really great idea to all of us. We chose the books we want to read for the year, and decided who will be hosting which months. It all seemed to work perfectly, and I’m getting to know some of my neighbors and their friends better than I would have otherwise. It’s March, and my turn to host. I made sure to read the book early, I prepared discussion questions in case there was a lapse in conversation, I got my house all clean and made sure we had enough seating for everyone and things for the kids to do, and I even made refreshments that were mentioned in the book.
But, the snow has melted, and it looks like my yard is covered in ugly cracks, just small ditches criss-crossing all over the lawn. I worked really hard getting the yard nice last year, so I was looking forward to spring and watching the grass and landscaping turn green and lush. With the strawberry bushes I’d worked on for a couple of years, I literally was hoping to reap the fruits of my labors.
And, then, the snow melted enough to show me all the damage caused by the vole problem. Just in time for book club.
As people arrived, I made the mistake of apologizing for the state of my lawn, which brought more attention to it. Before too long, we were all just talking about different lawn care programs and pests, and I found out I wasn’t the only one in the area with a vole problem. The voles were destroying the looks of lots of lawns, but killing grass roots along their little trails. Bulbs weren’t growing into flowers, because something had eaten them during the winter. And, my strawberry bushes were a mess. Other people had planted young trees last year that were struggling now, because voles had chewed on tender roots.
It was all very helpful, especially to know I wasn’t the only one with a vole problem. I even got the contact information for a great company that gets rid of voles. So, I won’t have to waste the nice Spring days by battling voles instead of planting flowers and putting in new landscaping. Even still, we barely got to talk about the book. We didn’t even touch the discussion questions I’d worked so hard to prepare, and people ate the refreshments without even noticing how they related to the themes in the book.
I guess it wasn’t a “huge disaster,” really, if you think about it. We got together, we had fun and laughed about things, and we helped each other out with the vole problem. But, I don’t think I’m going to be hosting book club for a while, and I’m really okay with that.