Bread bread bread bread bread bread bread bread

I am now, or at least currently, the VERY proud owner of a wood fired bread oven in my new HOUSE!!!!

Holy geez!


The photo above is where the bread goes in....after we clear out a forests worth of pine needles.


This is where the fire goes, down underneath the bake oven.

An exciting view of the walls of the chamber for the fire....larger stones angle up to support the large single stone that seems to make up the base. You can see that below.


Seriously exciting photography, no? My parents bought an old house that they renovated extensively when I was a kid and I was always quite mystified by the endless and incredibly boring photos they took of the house. In the spirit of my folks, here's a shot up the chimney from the fire place in the kitchen.


I actually took that photo because I didn't want to stick my head that far in, and with the flash you can actually get a pretty good view.

The man also managed to remove the cloth wall from around Eldest's loft, we can now see it rather better:



This here is the safareig again, where laundry would have been done. Youngest and a friend spent an hour getting it clean, and filling it and emptying it. We are now thinking that we may keep it, with water and lilies and fish. Maybe a little fountain noise. I am not sure. It is so freaking BIG in a small space...though it is also quite traditional....hmmmmm

In this one you can see the overflow rim which is the half circle, and the tiles on which you would scrub the clothing. I imagine not the silks.....


The tap at the top where the water comes into that rectangular sink, the water from there streams down into the main tub.


We'll paint and put up lovely tiles if we keep it, and lots of plants.

It may be nice when all is said and done.

There, more home reno...this may slow down until we get the architect in place.

Always an adventure.

I love to cook bread.