Do NOT look very closely. Seriously, the eye on the other side of that chick is already hanging off like the vultures got to it, and my bunny's bottom is . . . well, let's just say he's not quite right down there. But I did it. First grade knitting. Check! Now I can spend the summer teaching Ella. It will be nice to have something to do on those super hot afternoons.
In other news . . .
I didn't get as much quiet, creative down time as I had wanted this weekend, but I did spend a lot of time in the dirt. Since we had virtually no winter to speak of, my cabbage took for-ev-er to grow. Then, before it was ready, I went out after a couple of days of rain to find this:
Gross. I didn't even want to google the darn things. I'm sure I'll turn up some obvious answer, like cabbage beetles. If anyone knows what they are, I'd be glad to know (or how to keep them away next year), but I'm not spending an afternoon looking at pictures of beetles. Not when it's time to move on to summer crops anyway. So I dug up the entire bed and set in my cherry tomato plants. Actually, I transplanted those cherry tomato plants a day or two too early, because they did NOT appreciate a surprise night in the fifties after being nestled in the greenhouse for two months. It looks like I'll be in the market for some roma plants again soon.
But good news . . . witness the Holy Grail of Bread . . .
Tasty, soft, and easy. No crazy expensive flours, just sorghum flour, brown rice flour, and potato starch. An extra egg (sorry, I still can't manage a decent vegan loaf) and a little extra mixing with the new hand mixer did the trick. It was still a little crumbly, but I do draw the line on how much xanthan gum I'm willing to add. I have no idea if I will ever be able to replicate it (meaning: I will not share a recipe until it comes out delicious at least five times), but for now I can say we enjoyed bread again. This week.