Let's get back to basics. And to simpler times. The simplest things give the greatest pleasures and it's wonderful to be fortunate enough to be able to indulge in many on a daily basis.
It's the cutting wood, collecting water things I'm speaking of that allow a person to retain a closeness to the basic essentials of life.
Life for some wouldn't be worth living without them. And living close to Nature.
Another's the wonderful delights of making bread, and the kneading, kneading, kneading
that's required for a successful bake.
And then there's the aroma.
Mmm, as you know, there's nothing quite like the aroma of fresh bread baking.
These little Rye loaves with Cumin seeds I made yesterday are about six inches long, the two small baking tins just sitting on a trivet and fitting in my traditional style camp oven.
Such simple pleasures...
