Flour & Flowers

I did it; I conquered my apparent fear of what… wasting flour and water and made bread yesterday. I have been ruminating on making bread for quite some time. I took a big step by putting yeast on the shopping list weeks ago and learned yeast comes in little packets. Is that sad or just a generational thing? So, for no reason other than I was making soup for dinner and soup without bread is like cake without icing, I finally just did it. It tasted like… well, bread. It’s the kind you can’t even screw up because you don’t have to knead it or do any fancy stuff aside from figuring out a warm enough place for rising. Ours happens to be a closet that has a heat vent.

Lately I’m itching to create and beautify the very walls that have started closing in on me with the longest, bleakest part of winter upon us. It really all started when the dude who runs Facebook out of his parent’s basement kept insisting I had changed my email address and it was no longer valid. I decided it was time to pull the plug on Facebook. And with all the time I’m saving, I’ve found a new obsession – crafty, DIY, re-styling type websites. I guess I’m always working on something whether it’s re-organizing a drawer or closet or making our home comfy and hopefully inviting on the total cheap. You would not believe how much time I spend at JoAnn Fabric. The other day I was there for a good chunk of the morning brainstorming ideas for Sunday school crafts and the art program I’m doing at Isaac’s school.

I didn’t take a photo of the bread like people on these creative websites do but here’s another project I did last weekend. A make-over of an old, plain t-shirt by cutting out the flower pattern and sewing another old t-shirt behind. It was a first attempt but like the bread, it felt great to create something lovely out of some basic ingredients.