This was my breakfast this morning: homemade sourdough wheat bread with homemade yogurt cheese and homemade apple compote from my neighbor’s apple tree.
As I finished putting it altogether I realized – this is a moment that I was yearning for for so long. For so long I wanted to be able to do these things, namely making my own bread and cheese. And now that moment is finally here!
It asks the question, of course: how did I get here? And the answer is bit by bit, practice by practice. None of those bits in themselves felt momentous – they felt tedious and riddled with mistakes and sometimes frustrating in their inglorious-ness.
But here is this moment, which could have slipped by unnoticed, where those little investments and this steady (and non-linear!) growth came together. Huzzah!
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