Yesterday I kneaded two batches of pizza dough, but I need to make bread. I need to fill the house with the scent of making, as if we will stay here forever, as if everything is safe and solid and momentary and warm.
About Me
- T.
- rural Victoria, Australia
- My house is usually a mess and I come from a family who moved a lot. After WWII my father never really settled down. I wonder about what it is to make a home for oneself and for others, and what it is to feel at home anywhere.
the road for home
1 comment:
I love that making bread is a matter of need here, as it should be.
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