Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Post #800: The Fat Lady Has Not Yet Sung
No, my friends both near and far away, it is not yet winter in northern Michigan. That season may well be right around the corner, but for now fall lingers on. In some ways lately, it seems that even summer has not completely left us.
Not only are roses still blooming, but Dog Ears Books on Waukazoo Street is still open. Yes, the lights are on Tuesday through Saturday, 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. Sometimes Mondays, too, but that’s iffier. Special orders still welcome, as always.
After all those Wendell Berry poems read at John Brabanec’s memorial service, I had to replenish Berry titles in the shop and found, to my great delight, that his only children’s book, Whitefoot, is once again available. Who can resist a mouse story? David was captivated. The illustrations are charming, too.
I must confess that I can’t hear the question “Is the bookstore still open?” without having to suppress a very heavy sigh. If it came by e-mail or telephone from someone in another state, I would understand, but Northporters? People who leave their homes to meet for coffee on Mill Street? Don’t they ever drive down Waukazoo and see that OPEN flag waving in the breeze at 106?
No, friends [SIGH!], the bookstore year ends with the calendar year and not before. Dog Ears will be open through the holidays, as always. The bookstore has never closed for the winter before January, and I fully expect to re-open in April—again, as usual.
Autumn won’t last forever, and Dog Ears Books is hardly immortal. Someday, sooner or later, the Fat Lady sings for each of us. But not yet, friends. Not yet, not yet, though the sun kiss the horizon an hour earlier now and November darkness fall without pity on readers, writers and booksellers!