This morning I got up early and began making masks but when I came back to the house for breakfast, Vince said “I think you need to make bread today!” One thing leads to another around here . . everywhere I suppose.
I have wheat that’s been arriving and it’s making it hard to walk in the house so Vince washed out 7 buckets. Once they were dry, I wiped them down with alcohol and started transferring wheat from bags to buckets. So far, I’ve done the hard white and soft white and only have rye left to transfer. It isn’t a big deal to transfer it but it comes in 50 pound bags and I can’t lift those so I scoop it up and dump it in the buckets til the bag is light enough that I can lift and pour the wheat out. Vince will take the buckets to the sewing room next time he has a minute. Then, we’ll be able to walk in the house but not in the sewing room! That’s ok . . extra wheat makes me feel secure.
CJ shared her recipe for whole wheat bread made with hard white wheat so I’m trying that today. I trust CJ completely with recipes and I’d make anything she’s shared but my real test for bread dough is this: How well does it work for cinnamon rolls? I was thinking that whole wheat cinnamon rolls sound almost healthy so I made one loaf of bread that used a bit more than half the dough and used the rest for cinnamon rolls.
We’ll see how that works. I saw how CJ’s bread looks so if mine turns out half as good as hers, the bread and the cinnamon rolls will be amazing.
Now I have to go out and plant peppers. Vince just put together 12 more buckets for me. I haven’t checked the real weather but the thermostat on our air conditioner says it’s 90 degrees out there and it’s humid too. I am not going to complain about summer and I’m going to pray the heat kills the virus!
Once the peppers are planted, I’m going to come in, check on the bread dough, then go make more masks. A woman’s work is never done, right? Seriously, this all seems like playing to me and I’m thankful always for my life and the things I get to do.