I started the day by making bread dough. Lots of dough. Seven doughs, which equal fourteen loaves. That should hold us for awhile.
First bread out of the oven. Mmmm, the house smells so good.
More bread. Oh to have three ovens or, dream of dreams, one of these.
Finally, lunch. Alex was out with the kids all day, picking up locally grown cranberries and doing a double red blood cell donation at the Red Cross, so when they came back hungry and cold, I set them down with warm bread, cups of tea, apple butter and sliced apples and farm cheddar. Later the kids greeted the new neighbors and Alex took them a loaf of bread.
Not an exciting day, but productive; full of love and kindness. Simple. A good day.