Baking bisquicits this afternoon; experience like dealing with a tangle of hangers. Nothing co-operated. Not the flour, butter, or cream. Wash-rough hands struggled to knead life into the dry, cranky dough. Coffee-mug-biscuit-cutter refuses to release.
Mood darkens as sky; storm brings thunder inside my cranium; migraine raising. Cursing the placement of racks in the oven. Heaving doughy dishes, flour-smeared bowl into the sink.
As I ran the water hot and strong, steam rising, the storm and my mood broke over the horizon, trees twisting me to a lighter emotion.
Watching birds peck in between the raindrops; crazy squirrel antics. Prismatic soap bubbles trace up towards the ceiling.
Sharp, tangy aroma of cheddar, asiago, and herbs. Warmth of the oven. Swoosh of cold as I open the freezer, removing my glass. White wine swirls in the iced glass.
Settling in front of the tv: Lone Ranger and Knight Rider. Crumbly lupper (lunch and supper).
I am back in this moment; the only I have. Been there = past; will get there = future. Now I will savor, now I will calm, now I will.
image: Girl versus Dough
April 22, 2020 at 6:58 am
peep! peep! I’ll come to your window and bob about looking for crumbs and hand-outs ….
hope it all turned out yummy even if it wasn’t working to plan ….
I too baked the other day, and had serious doubts during the latter part of the process, (my batter was way too thick) but everything worked out great in the end. My biggest “quack” is that most of what I do make, if involving chopping and many ingredients, like say, for a stir fry, ends up edible – barely just – but definitely not to my palate’s interest. And I have a few baah-nanners to use up for another cake- loaf. Maybe today – since it’s shivery cold.
btw … I’m still chuckling at “dealing with a tangle of hangers” — I literally can hear and see it in my mind – perfect imagery to describe just how “jangly” the experience can be – frustrating too.
hope you’re finding more slices of warmth, sunshine, and peace my friend
April 28, 2020 at 12:50 pm
Just an acknowledgement for now. Off to face the world again.
April 21, 2020 at 5:23 pm
Your baking fiasco sounds like mine of late. I don’t know why I’ve been worrying about flour shortages – I can’t bake anything edible right now anyway.
I love the way you connect your feelings to nature and the release and calm you find in not doing.
April 28, 2020 at 12:51 pm
Thanks, Suzanne. Late getting back to people; remiss on facebook too.
Hope you are well and safe I hear Australia is opening up a bit. Good luck with the new “unknown” of life spooling out from our corona cocoons.
April 28, 2020 at 5:46 pm
Don’t worry about when you reply. It doesn’t matter. Some States over here are easing restrictions but they are staying the same in in tge State I live in till mid May. I kinda like my cocoon right now anyway. It feels safe.
April 21, 2020 at 4:21 pm
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April 22, 2020 at 12:39 am
Thanks for sharing my musings!