
An unlucky possession; something that brings evil to all who possess it. Harmonia was the daughter of Mars and Venus and she received the fatal necklace on her marriage to King Cadmus. Vulcan, to avenge the infidelity of her mother, also gave the bride a present of a robe dyed in all kinds of crimes, which infused wickedness and impiety into all her offspring. Both Harmonia and Cadmus, having suffered many misfortunes, changed into serpeants. ~ From Brewer's Dictionary of Phrase & Fable

Two and a half hours later (these things take longer with this type of bread).
The bowl had a flatter, larger base whereas the colander was narrower at the bottom, thus creating a taller loaf.
You can sort of see it in this picture, but the height difference really isn't as apparent. The dough on the left is actually taller. One observation: At this point I was annoyed by the time spent and all of the stops and starts with all of the different rests and rises. The result is that I hurried to get the loaves in the oven. I didn't brush off as much of the loose flour as I should have. I also did a lousy job of slashing the bread, something I normally enjoy doing. I'll admit it; I like using super sharp blades.
Yeah, the one from the bowl is just flopping shapelessly, where as the more upright colander formed a sturdier loaf that is also the prettier of the two.
Note the aftermath of the bad slashing technique. Also, had I properly brushed off the excess flour, the loaves wouldn't be so white. Instead, a light flouring would have produced a caramel-like color.
Obviously, I can't eat this much bread at once so one loaf is destined for the freezer.
The crumb isn't too bad. This is the flatter loaf, by the way. Now if I had just done something about that white powder - it reminds me a little too much of confectioner's sugar and that isn't something I like to associate with bread. Plus, it leaves my cutting boards and counters messy.
Some strawberry jam seemed appropriate.
It is very tasty. I definitely like it. However, it reminds me of another bread recipe that I've made in the past, a recipe that is significantly less work. If I make this again (and I very well might), I think that I might try to make one larger loaf. The bowl shape might work better with more dough in it. These loaves aren't big, so the amount of dough in that bowl really didn't fill it as much as it could have. I would rather have a taller bread because it is easier to deal with when making sandwiches. I can always cut a larger loaf in half, freezing one half for later.
Here's a picture of the cygnets up-close.
This next picture shows the swan version of baby wearing. They were pretty far out when I took this picture so it is hard to see, but the little white cygnet is actually resting on the back of the parent, between the wings.
This pair of ducks regularly stops by the dock. I'm assuming it's the same pair - they stop by every single day, sometimes more than once. I'll be looking out towards the lake and see them swimming near the dock. Then, they sit in the water for a minute or so facing the dock. Then one flies up onto the dock. Once it is settled, the other flies up onto the dock. It would be much more amusing if they didn't leave little "presents" after each visit. The dock is a duck toilet. 

This is the scene down below. What? Just a few little weeds, you say. Maybe, but you'll also sink to somewhere between mid-calf and your knees if you decide to step in that muck. For sandy beach-like lake bottom, a person can either take a tube or a raft quite a bit straight out, or boat to a lovely area nearby (close enough to peddle boat out).








It was hard to get pictures of the cygnets. They stayed close to mom and dad and were constantly in motion.

When observing and photographing swans, it is important to remember that they are very territorial. The swan does not recognize the dock I am standing on as mine. Rather, it is an obstruction in the swans' feeding ground and I am an intruder. They leave the neighbor's dock and move towards me.
Very quickly! I'm backing slowly off the dock towards the shore, but they keep coming. If they are true to form, that is the cobb leading the way and the pen following with the cygnets. The swan did hiss at me. I kept my distance - swans aren't just territorial; they can be downright aggressive.
Pretty as they are, I did not want that coming any closer to me than necessary. An angry swan can do some damage. 




The black krim tomato








