Muffin Pictorial and a Word

I haven’t written my garden notes down yet for my weekly garden post, but I just had to share these great photos of the English Muffin making marathon the other night.  They’re too good not put on the blog, the muffins so-so, I forgot the salt and soda…but the photos, they’re outstanding.  You may have also noticed that I started an Instagram page.  Not to take away from my long-winded long hand blog, but more as a way to share day-to-day stuff that never makes it to the blog or would be included in a blog post.  Not that every second on the farm isn’t important, but sometimes it’s pretty mundane.  Life is made up of small little happenings, some planned some not.  I’m not a poet, don’t get it actually, but I sure can see the poetry of farm life.  So I’ll leave the blog for what I want to say, and use Instagram for what I see minute to minute.  I also think Instagram may provide a more well-rounded snapshot of a day on our farm.

The “problem” with these muffins is that you can’t just eat one, luckily I have lots of starter left, so I can redeem myself and include the salt and soda this time.