I find that we are in a slight… lull around here.
The garden is planted. No weeds have yet sprouted. Though the kale and lettuce and zinnias and potatoes have!
The hens are content and in their own routine now.
The lawn doesn't need mowing at the moment.
The little woodshed is in order.
Laundry caught up.
So I found myself with time on my hands.
What a concept.
So I did what any self respecting country girl would do, and mixed up some bread.
I never tire of the magic of the stuff...
EVER.
EVER.