been making bread nearly every day, trying to get it 'right'. I figger if I can get sixty loaves ahead by summer we'll have enough to get us through the hot weather because there is no way in hell I am going to fire up a woodstove in July to bake bread. Im just curious to see if I can get that far ahead.
Charlie has been perfecting his U-turn, got it down pretty smooth, now. I open the door in the morning that he insists he HAS to use, marches across the porch, hits the snow, and without pausing U-turns and strides right back in, little mouth working indignantly, ears flat. My fault, yep.
About the only thing in the news worth writing about is politics, and considering the choices, Id say there's not much worth writing about...
I'm around, in my winter semi-fetal position, waiting for spring. Feel free to drop in, don't be strangers. There's always coffee and cookies.