sometimes there’s not much you can do except take a deep breath, feed the children, wash the dishes, and bake some fresh bread.
mix ingredients. knead ingredients. bake ingredients.
it’s quite simple.
it just requires time…time to mix, time to rise, time to bake, time to enjoy.
a little metaphor for life perhaps. i’m going to think on this one.
sending a little love your way, m
5 thoughts on “bread”
you are more than welcomed to come my way and whip up a loaf. When the scent drifts through the home….goodness, it’s heaven.
Seeing the sacred in the ordinary ~ love your Fredrick Franc quote ~ love his work and writings ~ thanks, namaste, ^_^
What a statement for reflection…time…time to heal, time to rest, time to reflect. Good stuff. :)
I’m with you! Baking bread for my family is such a wonderful feeling. I’m still working on how to do it gluten free, but I’ll get there!
Reblogged this on calmyourbeans.