Almost every week when I go over Nel's house to watch Mia, I smell the aroma of bread baking in the oven. Renecke has been making homemade bread for a few years now, and he has mastered the art of bread making. I have always been fascinated with this, as it is a long process and takes a lot of time to prepare. He gets his recipes from a book, and makes different kinds of breads such as traditional, sourdough, but today it was a Polish bread. Nel always sends me home with half a loaf of bread, and I happened to take a picture before enjoying it.
Sometimes she puts butter on it and drizzles it with a bit of honey.
Oh, it tastes amazing.
Even Mia likes it.
The best things are nearest: breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of God just before you. Then, do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain common work as it comes certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things of life. ~Robert Louis Stevenson.
I think it's wonderful that Renecke makes homemade bread for his family. It is a gift of his hands, his skill, and his love. He said that he might give a loaf of bread to everyone as Christmas gifts this year. That would be so special.
Are you enjoying these Fall days?