Imagine the smell of fresh break baking.
The fresh scent of sweet and savory spices wafting through your kitchen.
The smell of flour, eggs, and milk churning to form dough inside your tiny bread maker.
You just finished carefully measuring and pouring your ingredients into the bread maker and take a step back. A sigh of relief and a glimmer of excitement now that the work is done. You hardly notice the fresh flour sprinkled across your counter or the streaks of flour on your hips as you busily wiped your hands clean. Of course, you are too preoccupied gazing at your soon-to-be masterpiece to care.
Starring into the tiny machine, your eye is set on the ingredients as they transform into something new, dough. It was with your hands these ingredients were measured and placed so perfectly together.
For three hours you are forced to wait patiently as the dough mixes, sets and cools. This is when your patience is truly tested. You so badly wish to pull the bread out, even if only five minutes before the timer goes off. Rather then slice the bread neatly with a knife, you imagine pulling out the warm bread and tearing off a piece for yourself.
How magical would it be, you wonder, to create like this day after day?
What simple task of creation inspires you?