The starter was thick, tangy, and smelled warmly of yeast. Lila combined it with flour, water, and a bit of salt, kneading the dough until smooth and elastic; her hands were flour-covered, and her heart was full. Take responsibility for your own life.
Stay peaceful and calm through every storm. Planting vegetables teaches us patience and steady effort. Life has its own rhythm, and blind haste can never substitute for persistent accumulation.