It was a stunningly beautiful day – sunny and actually too hot to plant my tired bum on the deck box. Trying to get myself motivated to spend a few hours every day working on my second novel but it’s been weeks since I ‘retired’ (again) and I’m still not feeling the writing bug. I’ve been fiddling around trying to get sourdough started (again…still). After going through a bag of freshly milled organic flour, this is the last hurrah for my attempts. Part of the problem is that the inside of my kitchen is fairly cool – great when you’re rocking batches of cookies or roasting a chicken, but not so good for encouraging those little bacteria to multiply faster. I mean, cakes, quick…
Categories: Modern life
