Happy Cross Country Skiers |
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Woodlawn/Victoria In The Morning |
We felt happy and righteous when we got home. I had finally risen from sickbay and gotten out on the lake. It was lunchtime when we returned, so Evie made me a couple of cheese sandwiches on homemade bread and I heated up some of the leftover onion/potato soup. Evie then took off to do some shopping at Wegman's and workout at the Y and I had my lunch and watched another episode of Berlin Station. After lunch, I finished up my book, MY ANTONIA, and realized the most recent Johnny Cash bio was available from the library on my Kindle, so I downloaded it and started reading it. By evening, I was up to 1955 when his most famous song, "I Walk The Line,' made his name. What a hardscrabble life he had early, living on his father's cotton farm. And making it as a musician and singer in the 1950's was no picnic. Fortunately, he convinced Sam Phillips, the man who found Elvis, to take him on.
Evie didn't get home until 3:30, just as I was getting up from reading and taking a nap. I felt refreshed and Evie was starting to prep our dinner, shrimp and grits, and it was still light out so I went out and cross country skied, down through the campground, back out on the lake and home. It was an easy half hour but I like being on the lake late afternoon, a solitary figure, sliding home. When I got back, we settled down with a glass of wine, then Evie finished up the shrimp and grits and made a salad.
We were looking forward to dinner and the fourth season of RITA, on Netflix. Well, dinner was just what I wanted but RITA was a big disappointment, contrived, a bit silly, as the writers seem to be stretching to find their way. We both recommend watching the first three seasons, forgetting about the fourth, alas. I was happy to get back to Johnny Cash.
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