Today It’s Rising Dough

Today, I took a moment to consider how happy rising dough makes me. I continue to make my sourdough bread from a yeast starter my friend gave me, and when I turn the ball of dough into the bowl to rise all day long, I love the secret, unaccompanied work of it. I love that the rising happens without me or anyone else.

It’s doing it’s work.

I feel this way about crockpot cooking. I feel this way about anything you put in place and leave to itself.

I feel this way about so many secret processes: growing seeds, tomatoes ripening on the vine, autumn leaves changing color, lakes beginning to freeze.

There’s so much happening, so many unseen, marvelous processes!

Today, it’s rising dough.

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