RETURN TO TRADITION.
What could be better than Sunday morning breakfast at The Blue Iris and a long leisurely chat with Sid and Hilda, owners and operators who always have time for their patrons. Actually their patrons are treated more like family or good friends and are always greeted enthusiastically. They certainly do feel like "family" to me, in the Hawaiian sense of the word. This has been a summer tradition for me for quite a few years. The winter hiatus is over,The Blue Iris is open again, and tradition can continue.
The view from their dining room or deck of Friar Roads, Lubec, and Campobello Island, and the good conversation (Eastport chat-style) make the wonderful food all the more enjoyable.
So, what could top this? Perhaps an afternoon poetry reading at the EAC (Eastport Art Center). David, Cheri and I attended along with a good number of our neighbors and friends. The reading was The Ballade of Reading Goal by Oscar Wilde. The reading also included four of Wilde's other poems including one that was a tribute to his beloved sister who died at age twelve - this one was a tear-jerker and even the reader was visibly touched.
This was the first poetry reading I have attended in my 61 years and I realized what I have missed and how much more I could be enjoying poetry given the proper exposure. Yes, yes - Eastport is the place to be.