A tiny offering in a tiny posy vase, the essence of Cathy’s In a vase on Monday party. The silver thimbles, belonging to my grandmother, my mother and me, are there for scale. My mother would be amazed and delighted if she knew how often I wear my thimble which was a 21st present from my grandmother.
And what is flowering on this day in December: lavender, viola Odorata, Jasminum nudiflorum and Daphne Odora Aureomarginata.
I couldn’t resist sharing my latest growing project. For 10 days I have been nurturing a sourdough starter from its inception as flour and water and today was the first baking day. I am following a recipe from Gail’s artisan bakery cookbook, which I borrowed from the library, and in truth it is quite complicated but the proof of the pudding is in the eating and at this moment, straight out of the oven, it smells and feels just right. I used a combination of wholemeal rye and spelt flours and the plan is to continue feeding the starter (seen in the pudding basin) every day and every two or three days to make a couple of small loaves.
The anemones growing at the allotment are still blooming although looking increasingly raggedy after all the wind and rain.
Mmmm. It tastes good. Quite dense and chewy but full of flavour, I really like it. If you’ve made sourdough bread and have any tips I would love to hear from you.