That Crusty RUGBRØD!

Oh, I was exceedingly frustrated by the crusty, crunchy rye bread I made last week.

Rye Bread
Rye Bread

I knew I shouldn’t cut it while warm because, delicious as any bread is fresh out of the oven – which is why rolls are so much better at times! – it ruins the final product if you don’t eat it all up at once.  However, I did not give up, and read more on other sites, and in the end to follow the directions at another site – spray the crust and let the bread dry a bit in the oven, and then, wrap it in plastic overnight.

And there you go – perfectly behaved bread slice with a deliciious flavor, a nice crust, and the ability to support a nice bit of butter and whatever else you wish.

Winter’s Field

Winter's Field

During my years painting, I always seemed to focus on small parts of things, not the entire thing – the hidden essence. In photography, I find myself still drawn to the plain or minimal. My last walk was into a field, shortly after a rain. The clouds were breaking up, sunshine coming and going, the wind was brisk, and the smell of damp earth filled the air. Yesterday’s lone bird, and today’s winter’s field try to catch this in each solitary moment.