“…I keep looking for one more teacher, only to find that fish learn from the water and birds learn from the sky.”
― Mark Nepo, Facing the Lion, Being the Lion: Finding Inner Courage Where It Lives
Today i don't even get dressed, but stay in my morning clothes all. day. long. I am a bit off: quiet, a bit melancholy, and weepy. I allow it just to be. I don't fight it or question why. I bake bread, and have a lovely slice, a bit warm, with butter and a hard boiled egg. The two of them eat all but one lone piece, which I am sure will be gone by morning. The dog is restless, whiny, and needy and I get a bit irritated. I persuade him to curl up beside me on the bed, in the afternoon, and watch a movie on Netflix; one from a novel I read and loved, written by an author I adore. It is not a bad rendering. But at exactly 4:00, the dog is up and ready for dinner and won't hold off. I guess he is a bit off today too.
Loaf 3 ~ Wild Rice, Herb and Almond Levain ~ baked in a loaf pan at 450°. Wonderful