AND - she's at it again!

[whyknotmama]

For the first time in 6 months, I baked bread.   This made me want to laugh and cry.  I'm not entirely sure why that is, other than that it was a very healing feeling.  I created again.  I have now done something I haven't been physically (or maybe emotionally) able to do for 6 months.  The last time I baked bread, I was in my kitchen at home.  That kitchen is gone, but I can still make lovely yummy healthy food with my own hands.  

The feel of the dough and the smell of the dough rising (that yeasty smell), not to mention the smell of it baking really took me back.  I am overjoyed to be able to do this again.  I am so happy that I still can.  I am so enthused to make more!

         

First rising                                                         Second Rising
 

Yum.  Therapy baking?  Yes, please!