She was thrilled to meet and sing with the legendary Tony Bennett, who remarked that she was the best jazz singer that ever was. Now that's saying something! He also said, wisely I thought, after her death, "Life will teach you how to live it, if you live long enough." So just hang in there, you young people contemplating suicide as an exit from the discomforts and dissatisfactions of life. Just hang in there, because nothing lasts forever. Everything changes.
Cathy arrived from the city yesterday afternoon as I was returning home from a walk.
She had picked up some fresh herbs for me, as I couldn't get them at the store in Wadena, and also brought a jar of her home-made jam and pre-mixed caesars. We got right into those caesars.
Cathy's just driven out of the yard and I'm on my way to town in a few minutes to pick up Emil from Everett's after his three-day weekend and ferry him over to his own place, which is too far for him to walk. It's not that he can't walk that far, it's that it takes him forever and he's exhausted afterward.
It's a gorgeous fall day, sunny but requiring a windbreaker, something warm beneath it, a scarf, and ear coverings if you're striking out to walk on my road. It rained during the night so Scott's harvest has halted again. On Thursday afternoon headed into town I met a convoy of eight combines on the road, on their way to do custom work for a local farmer.
The SODA CRACKERS recipe has been posted at Stubblejumpers Café.