Every once in a while, I simply need to be quiet. Get lost in a book, listen to mellow music, stare hopefully at the sky, and like yesterday — watch the wind whip giant sheets of rain this way and that, the drops splashing noisily on the windows, with the occasional flash of lightning and clap of thunder to follow.
Days like those are made for bread-baking. Some mysterious inner drive compels me to mix and proof and knead and bake
It’s been said that bread is the warmest, kindest of all words, and thus: “Good bread is the most fundamentally satisfying of all foods; and good bread with fresh butter, the greatest of feasts.”
— James Beard
squirrel bread 
one day i will be brave enough to make something as practical and lovely as this!
Why thank you Sara… what a nice comment! I was rather proud of that bread
That bread looks so delicious. For some reason, I don’t remember ever seeing it on Orangette’s site though I have been reading her blog FOREVER. Thank you so much for reminding me of it – I am going to make it as soon as I get some time. :)