In a quest to do something “together” and learn a new skill, my mother and I both purchased the same book. ‘Bread: the breads of the world and how to bake them at home.’ It has 100 recipes in it and we are going to make 2 to 3 of them every month from now until we move in August 2022. Neither of us are confident free form bread makers and we want to improve that skill set. I love traditional cooking. It makes me feel like all the ancient spirits are applauding. So, when my mother suggested this extensive and loving exercise of grit, I agreed instantly.
Our very first recipe was for a Granary Cob loaf from England. Our experiences and loaves turned out completely different. I intend to post the recipes as well.
Living this military life comes with many challenges. I tend to pride myself on the flexibility and resiliency that I have adapted and instilled in our children, but this life is not without its sad truths.
I was raised in a very rural atmosphere. Learning lessons from nature, animals and running wild on the land. I want my children to have that experience. Their natural cadence pulsing with the creek current, but I cannot give that lifestyle to them and sustain a military career and marriage.
Therefore, for one last time, we have brought a puppy into the house. Hopefully, this puppy will give them some of the responsibility and exposure that they are missing from the homestead experience. It is not the same of course, but here we go anyway.