Blowing kisses at Henery ( Mr. Sour Dough starter)

Last evening we met Henry.
He earned himself a name.
I figured if I am gonna have to feed him , he ought to have a proper name.
Now Henry has been getting kisses from the Angles.
Your loving prayers invoked I'm sure.

This Morning he was so happy he had almost overflowed his jar.
He tells me its the water!
NO TAP WATER!
He is a country boy, just cant tolerate that city water!
I thought I would pour him out half way and begin to proof him while I drove into the city this morning. Well upon my return TWO hour later! Henry had had a joyful morning!
Kissing the Angles, no doubt.
He is foamy and white, ready to get to work.
HE takes after me :)
The jar is almost filled again up to top within those two hours!

He just seams so eager to please.
Just like my other children:)
So I set him to dough.
Noon time now, lets see what he is made of by night fall.