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Bread in Captivity

Children screaming happy screams, enacting dreams, my sons enjoy the sun outside. Upstairs, sunlight cuts through blinds - blind to what's happening in the world. The sourdough starter slowly rises with the sun, but the real work is not yet done - it's yet to become our daily bread - that's when the magic truly happens. For now, I sit

The year that was

The year that was 2020 is a strange year -Collectively we have shed many a tear.As the world has been faced with COVID19Too many people have lost their lives – from our elders to our teens.For many, death rates have been too high.And sadly with limited people at funerals , we