I was a little nervous to read this book, because it is set in the
south in 1964. I was worried that it would be too upsetting to read
about the racial injustices, but it doesn't focus too much on that.
Lily's search for learning about her mother, leads her to a "hive"
of mothers and she learns she must leave home to find home.
The women's bizarre worship of a black madonna masthead reminded me
why I am protestant. Mary wasn't black, any more than she was
white. She was a real person, not what we make her out to be. She
was a young, Jewish woman. We don't know what she looked like. She
definitely wasn't divine.
In this book, they use it to help Lily discover her "divine female
power". Although there is strength in our relationships with other
women, I found the search for girl power a bit ridiculous.
I liked her relationship with Zach, the young black bee keeper. I
appreciate the bravery of the early inter-racial couples, who did
it when it was so difficult. They paved the way for the rest of us,
who can live our lives without race being an issue in our
marriages.
As for the bees, you learn alot about bee-keeping, and the
descriptions are so real I could almost hear them buzzing around my
head, and it made my skin crawl.