Saturday 21 November 2015

Our daily bread

 Mattman baked his first loaf of bread this week. It was Savoury Irish Bread week in Home Economics this week and he came bolting out of school brandishing his box and a smile. There were three mouthfuls left! Two were buttered and left for Jo and Dad.
 I have been soaking lots of fruit in lots of brandy and ginger wine for Christmas cakes, but I haven't got much further than that, despite today's great plans, because Prince Charming has had the fire lit in here all day, and it's very hard to leave!
 Jo did the second of his three transfer papers for Big School this morning. Two down and one to go, and then it will be Christmas! So we're all at very humble stages of getting things done this week- all very ordinary, common activities that don't set the world alight, but that are nonetheless filled with lots of personal satisfaction. They're the sort of things that warm the house in gentle ways.

This weekend winter wanted to make sure that we knew it was here. We had lots of stormy snow last night, that didn't lie, but left us with low temperatures and the stark beauty of November in all its fullness. I do continue to love November! It is my time of my getting ready, quietly, gently, humbly.

What I have discovered this month though is the website of Our Daily Bread. The photography is lovely, the resources are extensive, and the readings are very helpful indeed. Love to you all, and to you all a good night x


3 comments:

Lisa Richards said...

I hope that first loaf of bread is just the beginning of a long and satisfying love of baking! That fire does look nice and cozy. Merry Christmas to all!

Pam said...

I think I may have just deleted my comment by mistake. The mind wandered...

What I said was:

What a lovely post. It's made me feel more positive about November, not normally a favourite month.

Kezzie said...

Hello, my dear!!!! Well done to Mattman for his bread!!! The fire sounds VERY inviting! Not sure I'd want to leave it either!x

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