It’s 5.30 and pitch black. How will I get everything done in the tiny patch of daylight light before I need to go to work.
I can bake bread in the dark though. Yesterday I decided not to have any dough on the go. Usually there is dough rising on the bench or at least in the autolyse stage in the purple fridge. But I chose to have nothing on the go. Give myself a break. But I was curiously melancholy. Read More