Saturday, July 17, 2010
It Was Another Busy Summer Friday in Northport
Sarah had to share riding space with lavender and purple coneflowers on our way to Northport Friday morning. The sun was glaring bright down in the harbor.
Besides stops at the farm market and for a dog run north of town (picture those two activities to yourself, or refresh your memory by looking at other postings), there was cleaning and organizing to do at the bookstore. On event day, the guest author gets the table all to himself.
But surprise! (There are always surprises in a bookstore.) We had an unexpected visitor from the U.P., singer-songwriter-author Carl Behrend, bringing books and CDs (“Great Lakes Fisherman” is the song that breaks my heart), quite ready and willing to hold an impromptu signing right then and there.
The hours sped by. Soon it was time for the scheduled poet’s visit. Here he is with darling little granddaughter, Ava.
And here he is with a new group of admirers.
There’s always a joker in every crowd (Steve is a good sport; he won’t mind this), but we fooled this one by serving mint tea and nonalcoholic punch.
Poet Todd Mercer came from way the other side of Traverse City.
As an added bonus, he brought me copies of the new Dunes Review. It’s here in Northport, and it’s gorgeous! There are also a couple poems in it by Benjamin Busch, who will be here next Thursday with Anne-Marie Oomen.
Three overnight guests joined us later at the farm—that is, Sarah and I joined David and everyone else when we finally got home—but by that time my picture-taking urge had completely died away, so you’ll just have to imagine our sunny, breezy, convivial evening. Hint: kick off your mental picture with plenty of smoked fish and fresh garden produce—and yes, wine, too.