Day 37

Josh found the recipe but my blog of 3/23 was lost. I will try to remember what I wrote, but please be sure to try this recipe. You will love it. Tonight's meal was Fettuccine with Swiss Chard (pg92) and Seven Whole Grain Bread
(pg 168). Both were wonderful.

While in Ct. attending Lewella's funeral, our whole family stayed at her cozy summer cottage on Highland Lake. I brought along all the ingredients for Bill's Roasted Vegetable Stew (pg 135) and cooked it up for our family dinner after the funeral. It was the perfect choice as it warmed our stomachs, as well as, our spirits and received a high rating from all.

We had a wonderful time reminiscing about all the great times we had with Grandma in the cottage that she so dearly loved. She would always go for a swim early in the morning before any boats we on the lake. I can still see her heading toward the lake in her pink and black striped bathing suit, her white, rubber bathing cap, and the Ked sneakers that she always wore swimming. Her last Swim was at age 97 in the company of her two , grandsons. She wrote this poem which we included in her obituary:

Last Swim

Not the last time
Not yet. How can I leave
This golden sunlight, frosting waters blue---
These drifting, cream-whipped clouds against the sky
and maple rubies floating here and there?
Even the misty mornings of July
were not as calm, untroubled, glory touched
as this late autumn pool--
Bathed in the silent joy of loneliness.
How many times, again will I become
A rippled marking on your shining face--
or looking past your far-off, distant shore
to greening hills, find mother's milk again.

We will miss her but precious memories linger on.