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OutaBreath
I think it's all those seemingly unremarkable things that make us each extremely remarkable.
posted by
Troosha
on February 7, 2010 at 8:37 AM
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A major pleasure of getting older is the realization that we learned
something along the way about how to do it better, easier, kinder....
posted by
WindTapper
on February 6, 2010 at 5:29 PM
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This really made me think about "Life"
why dont you write a cook book. I worked with Jackey Alden for a few years on a radio station, she is a woman who loved cooking and ended up working with cooking show and she wrote 40 books and made a fortune, check her out on google, if she is still alive. :) Very good blog you posted today
posted by
Tzippy
on February 6, 2010 at 3:05 PM
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outofbreath
J:( I’ve never used yeast. Ha love. BC-A, Bill’s Roost
posted by
BC-A
on February 6, 2010 at 9:39 AM
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OutABreath
How about taking pleasure at just being a wonderful person who can make bread and has already been published, right here in Blogit.
O.K. the money may not be great, but just the fact one earns pennies from their writing makes them 'professional' writer's.
Now if you add to that the fact that your writing touched the soul of this man, because at 73 I spend time wondering what I have accomplished here on earth. Thank you for your post my friend.
posted by
WileyJohn
on February 5, 2010 at 8:43 PM
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Memories of baking 7 loaves, twice weekly back in the 60's waters my mouth!
I used to mix the ingredients, knead it, and then let the dough rise, and then bake those seven loves of bread twice EVERY week, when I was supporting and feeding five people, and couldn't pay for the store bought variety. I was only 19 years of age, at the time, and living in the Keewenaw peninsula, up in the upper peninsula of Michigan. The aroma of warm, freshly baked bread, will ALWAYS bring those days, sharply into focus for me, even if I live to be 100! Two of those cooling loaves, with butter rubbed over the outside, sealed the moisture inside and softened the crust but not that wonderful freshly baked, homemade bread flavor , then they were pulled apart into chunks while still warm, portioned out, and slathered with butter, and the first two, never became sliced for sandwiches, because they only lasted for mere minutes. Thanks for reviving those memorable days of yesteryear for me. It's tempting to bake some homemade bread again, if only so the two grandbrats can one day have memories of their own, to tell their own children about. Nothing matches that aroma of freshly baked bread, NOTHING!
Guy
posted by
northsage_45
on February 5, 2010 at 1:04 PM
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You make some very good points! And, I have been waiting for my warm, moist, buttered morsel, too! lol Have a great afternoon! sam
posted by
sam444
on February 5, 2010 at 12:46 PM
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Dooley's not the only one who'll "eat a bit of hot buttered bread."
Oh, that sounds so good. And your philosophic attitude about work, art and value all ring so true to me. You're living the examined life, which is a good, excellent, wise thing.
posted by
Pat_B
on February 5, 2010 at 11:54 AM
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To give such peace and happiness to one of God's creatures....that is
achievement. People left him as they did our Mr. Graysome.Now these animals are safe well fed and happy.
Yes the small things are actually big because if society was less greedy less grasping and more thoughtful and loving like you are....we wouldn't need wars or recessions or such. Rejection hurts.......I have plenty ...and worse if I publish something...family jealousy spoils the joy.
posted by
Kabu
on February 5, 2010 at 9:49 AM
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