After a whirlwind two days of nonstop working, I was finally able to slow down today. One of my favorite ways to take it easy is to bake something. So I kneaded bread and relaxed with each turn of the dough.
While that bread rose, I started on another bread — this time, banana.
While the banana bread baked, I got back into my current read, Her Fearful Symmetry (also joining in with small things’ Yarn Along today). It’s a ghost story. The saleslady at the bookstore told me it was a “strange book” when I bought it. It is odd, but I absolutely love it. Plus, it fits into my plan to read more about other places/cultures — it primarily takes place in London and it’s atmospheric and spooky without being scary.
Not much to report on the knitting front — that’s the same ole sock that’s been hanging around for a while, but at least it’s #2.
After that, I went out back with Macy, our little dog, and enjoyed the scenery while she sniffed around and got into the usual — stuff she’s not supposed to get into.
As I stood outside looking at the clouds, I thought about what happened very early this morning, as the boys and I first headed out for school. It was still nearly dark and we heard an owl hooting in the distance. Animal Magnet practiced his “owl language” and hooted back. The owl hooted again and they “talked” to one another for a couple of minutes until I reluctantly said it was time to go. It felt like breaking a spell, one that I would’ve happily lived with for a little while longer.
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I love kneading bread, so relaxing in a physical sort of way (does that make any sense?!) and I love how you can feel when it is ready. I always feel like a proper grown up when I make bread!
That book sounds really interesting, and the sock is looking good, lovely colour.
The owl incident sounds beautiful, such a shame life gets in the way sometimes
I gave away my bread maker so because I love the motion of kneading bread, it’s very theraputic so I get what you’re saying.
Hooray for second socks!
Your so brave to bake bread from scratch. I’m totally intimidated. What a lovely bowl you used for it to rise. Lucky boys to get some banana bread afterschool. And very cute how they communicated w/the owls this morn.
Oh, that is cool, to be able to talk to an owl!
It’s the little things, like kneading bread and listening to an owl conversation, that make life special.
I read that book and really enjoyed it, can’t wait to see what you think.
I’ve looked at the Time Travelers Wife before, but always slid it back on the shelf for some reason. Let us know what you think of her other book!
I love making bread there is something cathartic about it. It reminds me to slow down each time and just let things follow their course. I love your nature pictures, my walks lack the peace needed to admire the scenery. I am usually making sure no one breaks his neck ;o)
Nothing beats the smell of warm bread baking in the oven, especially on a winter’s day. That book looks like a good read. I loved The Time Traveler’s Wife.
I love hearing owls hoot! A couple of weeks ago, I heard one in our backyard-so magical. Glad you got some time to relax. I love the smell of baking bread!
I haven’t baked bread for ages. I think you should knit a tiny owl ornament to remember that moment!
Very curious about that book! I’ve heard it’s different than Time Traveler’s Wife but still so good!
I loved that book! Definitively weird… but brilliant.