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Turkey Tracks:  June 23, 2013

A Lovely Literary Evening

Last Thursday, Sister-in-Law Maryanan Enright drive up from Boston to join me for a literary evening in Maine.

The Community School fundraiser was hosted by the CellarDoor Winery in Lincolnville, and the delicious food was prepared by Megunticook Market.  Richard Russo put together a panel of writers to entertain–himself, Monica Wood, and Bill Roorbach.  All three are recipients of recent literary awards, and all three live and work in Maine.  And all three have published recent memoirs, so the discussion revolved around the line between fact and fiction and the role of memory in our lives.

Russo you might know from the novel EMPIRE FALLS, which was made into a movie.  Russo had an enduring friendship with Paul Newman, as Newman starred in many of the movies made from Russo’s books.  Monica Wood is sublime.  I most recently read (again) her EARNIE’S ARK.  Bill Roorbach is new to me, but he has the most delightful sense of wry humor, and I bought his latest, which has won literary prizes.  Maryann went home with Wood’s recent memoir, WHEN WE WERE THE KENNEDY’S and EARNIE’S ARK.  We have promised to switch the books all around later in the summer.  I’m currently reading Russo’s THAT OLD CAPE MAGIC and will start Roorbach’s latest novel soon–LIFE AMONG GIANTS.

Here’s Maryann at the Cellar Door Winery’s front walk:

Maryann, Cellar door, June 2013

That stand of poppies is emblematic of how beautiful they have been this year in Maine.  Some people have scads of them around their houses–all nodding in orange splendor:

Cellar Door, poppies

Here’s the back view from the main building.  You can see a vineyard in the distance.  Maryann really wanted to go sit in those chairs:

Cellar Door Winery back view

We are at the solstice summer hump–so now the days will begin to shorten once more.  But for now, the evenings are long and lovely, and the chickens don’t go to roost until after 8 p.m. most nights.

The mother bird has rebuilt five of the front porch nests.  Two are pretty developed.  I still can’t see exactly what she is, and she does not seem to be actively sitting on a nest.  I’m suspecting a Robin mother…

The mystery continues…

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