Bread seemed like the right thing to bake today. We used to bake all our bread from scratch but got out of the habit after I injured my wrist on the allotment in the Summertime. I recently revisited Baking Bread with Children and remembered how much fun and education there is to be found in this pleasurable activity.
It was a lovely familiar feeling kneading the soft, warm dough for the first time in a long time.
As I placed it into a bowl for the first rising, the sun came out - as if by magic, just for me - and I left it, covered in a clean tea towel, to soak up the goodness and warmth.
There's something very soulful about baking bread, it makes me wish I were a better writer so that I could describe the effect of the process on me.
Two loaves, cooling on the rack - if I achieve nothing else today, I would be happy with this.
This was lovely to read and your bread looks lovely
ReplyDeleteBecky x