baking bread here at the lake is a whole other experience. i knead the dough outside on the deck because it offers more room to move and is less messy. so while i knead away the baby geese float by. the tree swallows eat the bugs on the lake and steal twigs from the canadians nest. i leave the dough to rise on the picnic table. later when i divide the dough an osprey soars over head. when i set the loaves out to cool i finally identify that crazy looking bird as a horned grebe. check it off in my bird book. later we enjoy some toasted cheese bread on the dock. and look for more birds. birds and bread. my favorite things.