bread…

…baking

on a cold

and snowy day

it seemed appropriate - to put a loaf - of homemade bread - in the oven - and have those- warm yeasty smells - permeate my house - all morning

i’ve been wanting - to find a white bread - reminiscent of the loaves - grandma used to bake - when she lived with us -- back in the day - she’d have them - ready for us - as we came through - the door after school - my oh my what…

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happy day…..