Sourdough starter

Blunderbore is born


Three cats and a dog currently reside in our home. This is the smallest my brood has been since, gosh, 2003? I like to have at least half a dozen kitties hanging around and now that we’ve purchased a larger house, there’s plenty of room for more.

While waiting for additional felines to appear, I decided to create new life. Over the Christmas holiday, I birthed… a sourdough starter.

Although I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, I waited until things had calmed down. The past year has been focused on work and settling in; tending to a starter just wasn’t in the stars. I have time now, though.

Three days in, Blunderbore doubled in size.

Yes, I named my starter. And why not? For the foreseeable future, I’ll be tending to his needs every day. If I’m going to spend that much time and effort caring for a living organism, I might as well name him.

A few hours ago, I gave Blunderbore his first feeding, new accomodations and tucked him in for the night. If all goes well — and fingers crossed it does — I’ll be making sourdough bread before 2018 is even two weeks old.


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