In love

So what is that feeling? That excitement and anticipation. How is it that such simplicity can bring about in me…such feelings of grandeur and lilt? A quickness in my step and pending exaltation. I mean who could have imagined that after a year of mixing grain and water, seeds and yeast I could feel such elation still? I’ve seen it in others, in their eyes and their talk, not love at first sight but an enduring relationship….I grew up on musicals, so here I am in my humble kitchen with bread in my arms singing ‘the hills are alive with the sound of music…la la la la’ because every time I make a loaf of bread, the chance and luck of it, the learnt and tried, the unexpected and unknowing, make me feel like I’m back in the darkroom, printing negatives and soaking paper in red light: watching shapes form on the page and images edible.

Artemisia and satisfying bread. My scoring is getting better and more playful. Thanks to inspiration gleaned from bakers around the world.

Artemisia and satisfying bread. My scoring is getting better and more playful. Thanks to inspiration gleaned from bakers around the world.

Mostly white with a Rye starter.

Mostly white with a Rye starter.

Bread for a friend. 30% Wholemeal, 70% white with Rye starter.

Bread for a friend. 30% Wholemeal, 70% white and Rye starter.