Made bread today. Not a great success. I tried a different recipe for plain white bread, but it was not as good as the one from Sylvia, or one from a friend, Margaret. And it said it made two loaves, but I think that would be ONE. The texture is fine, but the loaves are thin. Ho hum. I still ate myself into a carb comfort stupor while it was warm. No regrets.
Sunrise this morning was nice. Tomorrow, I'll be on the road long before the sun arrives. I have a vendor event all day.
In other news: I listened to a journal tape for the book this morning, loaded software to transfer it to digital another day, and edited in the afternoon. Plus the bread. It would have been a great day for a hike, but waiting for bread to rise and bake does not allow one to leave the premises.
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