I’m relaxing into the schedule of having a designated day for baking – Fridays. It’s comforting to know that I will always be intimate with my oven at the end of the week. The pressure is releasing and I don’t feel a need to keep the Collector and myself in constant supply of fresh-baked cookies. If we run out, so what, we’ll have more come Friday.
This is leaving my hands a little freer to plunge into things besides flour. I’ve been creating some pottery at the Cobscook Community Learning Center. My hands like to make things.