Monday, October 14, 2013

Bread of life...

Making bread is a labor of love. 
I discovered this tonight as my son and I made two loaves of home made bread for his humanity class. They're donating a loaf to charity- and we get to keep the second loaf. 

This, my friends- has been a 4 hour project. 

But the house smells soooo good. 

It also further reaffirms why I cook, rather than bake. I don't have the patience for it! 

That being said, while the dough was rising, I took a moment to do something I've always wanted to do but never have--and that is to sage my house. 

There's no negative energy here, outside of typical famijy tensions- but it just made me feel like it was a fresh start to the season, and I look forward to winter to do it again. 

Nothing like a little warm, fresh bread and a smudge of sage to say "happy autumn". 


chesneygirl said...

I love homemade bread! I've never made homemade myself but I love it when others make it and share :)

Suldog said...

Oh, the smell of bread baking! It's one of the best aromas in the world, isn't it? I love it.