I've blathered on before about the grounding ritual of bread baking,
its power to feed, the steady framework that produces difference each time.
This is my first long loaf.
Only the thirteen inch pan was available, so I went for it.
Some call it a weapon.
I call it sustenance and the center line.
Looks like the bread has other ideas now that it has spotted
the bird nesting trailer,
ready to roll.
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