Starting a day from making a fire is a great lesson in patience: there is no place for anger, hurry or frustration there. Only acceptance of fire’s fickleness, its wayward nature will bring peace (and desired warmth).
My kitchen smelled divine when I baked kleicha: the irresistible, faint scent of the proofing pastry exploded in the oven and filled the house with the velvety, comforting smell of spices. I thought cinnamon was the ultimate comfort spice, but now, I think, I have to adjust my opinion. Cardamom is beautiful!
To make a decent flatbread is fairly easy. To make a great one - takes mastery that comes from experience. Don't be disheartened, then, if the first batch of the flatbreads you attempt to produce turns out to be a total disaster. Eat it anyway!