{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Share your moment here and look for others at SouleMama.

My whole day was a {this moment}. I am breaking the “rule” and sharing bits of it with lots of pictures rather than one picture with no words. Just because.

I made yogurt for the first time. It is delicious. Here is the recipe.

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I rinsed the sprouts…

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…then I fed the sourdough sponge.

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The daily bread was made.

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Then another sourdough recipe tried. It is beautiful and very good but does not taste like sourdough so I will not share the recipe.

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It was a little after 9a when I made the bed…

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…and then tried to dry my linens outside in 60mph gusts.

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For our camping scout, our day of horsemanship for the older girls, and a day in the Capitol with the littlest ones, I made jerky…

…and granola bars

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…and chocolate protein balls.

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And then I packed the scout’s in reusables that can be lost.

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I packed the girls’ reusables (an with a napkin).

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I packed the snack box for our family that will be only four for many hours.

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The pizza dough for the evening was mixed, kneaded, and left to rise.

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Then it was 12:30 and time to serve lunch.

While the children ate lunch, I mended a pair of ski bibs that a friend would be by to borrow. I should have taken a photo. It wasn’t a bad 3-corner tear repair.

Then, with a sweet 7 year old beside me working on his double-plus-one facts, I knitted past the first decrease row.

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My sweet friend came by to borrow the bibs. While she was here she shared some sad news. I am still waiting to hear an update…

Then I knitted some more and we worked on doubles-plus-ones some more.

It was 330p.

I shuttled my scout to his camp out where he set his tent just before the rain.

And what a rain it was. I was on the interstate and had I been able to get onto the shoulder, I would have. I was in tears by the time it broke. I do not like driving in the rain.

After working with a student to the west, I headed home. While reflecting on my day and listening to my iPod, I thought the tune

Sister, you got it good.

Then… This songplayed next.

I drove the rest of the way home in dry silence.

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