Saturday, October 16, 2021

Got No Title


 I think we can safely say that if my bread is not rising now, it is not the fault of the starter. Would you LOOK at that? It not only doubled in size, it quadrupled. I think this is the most active starter I've ever had. 
Yay, Lloyd wild yeast!

Oh god. What a day. I mean, it's been fine. I just haven't felt that well and have let Mr. Moon do all the outside work, meaning that he's been planting the garden all day. I just stayed out of his way. We have differing opinions on garden planting plus, as I have pointed out before, his rows are straight and true and mine are crooked and drive him crazy. So I've been playing around with another loaf of sourdough, trying to incorporate the methods found on this video. I mean- what else do I have to do all day besides fold sourdough dough? And I have to tell you that my dough does not look or handle like her dough. And I think she's about twelve years old so that doesn't make me feel very secure within myself concerning my hard-won skills and knowledge. BUT, my dough is actually looking beautiful in its own way and making bubbles even if it doesn't look exactly like hers and I am learning. I freely and joyfully admit that I still want and need to learn. 

A beautiful thing that happened today is that a very old friend of ours, a man with whom we have shared some extremely emotional and important experiences in our lives, came by for a visit. Our relationship with him became very complex for many years and our lives diverged sharply. I had honestly thought that we might never reconnect but...today we did. And it was like seeing and hugging a brother. Someday perhaps I will write some of the story of how our paths joined but it is a deeply emotional and complex story. Suffice it to say, it was terrific to see him, catch up. He and Mr. Moon and I sat in the kitchen and talked and laughed. We did no reminiscing and that's okay. It was not the time for that. It may never be. Some things do not need to be discussed because they are so deeply engrained in all which makes up the now. 

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And now it's almost 9:00 pm and since I wrote that we have had supper with Jessie and Vergil and the boys who came over to get two hens and Fancy Pants to take home, which they did. I made a nice pot of chili and a good pan of cornbread which we ate with butter and cane syrup. 




The boys took their baths here so that if they fall asleep on the way home, they are ready to be transported directly to bed. When their parents had finally corralled them and somehow, miraculously, managed to get them into their pajamas and their teeth brushed and then taken to the truck, Jessie and Mr. Moon and I went out in the moonlight and each of us picked up a chicken to put in the box Jessie had brought for that purpose. Fancy Pants is going to have his own flock of ladies and two of our hens will have a new and wonderful home in Tallahassee. As we went about our chicken transfer, we heard and then saw pretty dang professional  fireworks going off right to the east of us and I have no idea what that was about although I suppose it may be someone's birthday. 

I baked my loaf of bread and it is rather disappointing. I thought it would rise much higher than it did. I'll cut it tomorrow to see what it looks like inside. 

Sigh. 

It's been that sort of day. One unexpected and unplanned event after another, ending in fireworks. 

But Mr. Moon got everything planted except for the kale and rainbow chard which is not exactly surprising as those two are not his favorites. But they will get planted and I am so damn glad to know that seeds are in the ground and have been watered in. 

It is so weird and so odd to think that three weeks ago, right now, I was being transported to the hospital to get surgery. Has anything been normal since that pain in my belly started? 
Is anything ever normal and if so, what does that mean?

I do not know. 
I don't know shit. 

As always...

Love...Ms. Moon


24 comments:

  1. Such a full and satisfying day with many parts, each of them lovely to hear about. The bread will probably be delicious. The boys will sleep deeply and all is well. That's the sense I get from this post. All is right and well. Love.

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    1. And today, for whatever reason, even more so. Funny how this works.

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  2. 37.2 trillion cells in the human body = 1.77 billion left to clear, except I think I forgot to factor days in a year. But you get it. Hell's bells, the anesthesia isn't all gone from your body yet. Nap, nap, nap.

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  3. I gotta say, somehow I managed to miss that you had been ill. Here I was thinking that you were struggling with depression or something. Slow down woman. Listen to your body.

    I've always wanted to try sour dough bread making. One of those things to add to my retirement list. If it didn't rise, make yourself some croutons and try, try again.

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    1. I've felt much better today. Thank you, Debby.
      The bread turned out okay.

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  4. Joanne is quite right about the anaesthesia. It will be in your hair several weeks more. So don't be sad if you can't do everything.

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    1. But will the anesthesia in my hair affect my brain? Oh my goodness. What a thought.
      So weird.

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  5. I am sorry you feel unwell. Relax, enjoy what you can. Your bread sounds interesting and so will be the new garden.

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    1. The new garden is going to be terrific, I think. Such straight rows!!!!

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  6. "...a very old friend of ours, a man with whom we have shared some extremely emotional and important experiences in our lives, came by for a visit..." What a teaser you are MM! I hope there will come a time when you feel able to reveal much more about this mysterious guy and what happened back then.

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    1. Well, I have talked a little bit about it already. If you do a search for "Sue's death" you may find something there.

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  7. '....We did no reminiscing and that's okay. It was not the time for that. It may never be.'
    This is good I think - often we post mortem events only to rake up past issues. I say to Jane (about some issues we had with others) we can look forward not back - learn from the past but move on...

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    1. Yeah. Exactly. And in this case, there was so much to catch up on that there was no reason at all to dredge the past.

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  8. my sister came over to moan about a phone call with a friend of hers here who is a republican and cult member. they have always avoided politics and religion as they have extremely different views on both subjects but the last phone call the friend was off the deep end...you have to vote republican, we're turning into a socialist nation, going about all the stupid and lying memes from FB and Fox.

    having never made bread in my life, I have no advice to offer.

    the cold front came through and it's got me almost putting on a long sleeved shirt.

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    1. What HAPPENS to these people to make them so darn insane? I mean, it's one thing to believe in Jesus and the Republican party but it's another to jump off the bridge into the sludgey lake of lies.

      You've never made bread? I sort of love that.

      I did put on a long sleeved shirt this morning!

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  9. You had a busy day but you and Mr. Moon accomplished a lot! Glad you got to reconnect with a person from the past and got to spend time with family. That is a day to be thankful for!

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  10. I'd be worried that sourdough started would explode and blow the top off my fridge - but then I don't know anything about baking!

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    1. Well, it's only yeast farting gas. I don't think it could blow off the lid.

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  11. That sourdough starter looks almost SCARY. I hope your bread meets your expectations and if it doesn't, there's always another loaf, right? Glad you got to see Jessie et al and I'm glad they're rehoming some of your chickens! Which hens did you give them?

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    1. To me that starter looks like a joyous bubble party!
      We gave them two of the orangish chickens. I hear they had quite the adventures today.

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  12. sorry to hear you weren't feeling *all that well* but you had a full day in spite of that! How good to re-connect with a long time friend.... THAT is food for the soul......and I'm anticipating your bread report tomorrow!
    Susan M

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    1. It really was so satisfying to my soul to see our friend. I was 100% happy about it.

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