domestic rewards

I worked late last night to finish a full step in the project that is due by the end of the month. During breaks, which I had to give in to because my right hand would be stiff and aching from pure mouse work of selecting, dragging, and double-clicking through 20-plus pages of single-spaced transcripts in order to categorize their data, I would browse through my online magazine subscriptions.

I ended up purchasing an issue from three magazines to see what they're like and if I would feel like subscribing. They are all from the Home section. It must have been the books I have been reading lately, specifically The Guernsey Literary And Potato Peel Pie Society, and after that The Gardener's Bed-Book, both of which evoked the charms and romance of bygone eras when home-keeping had its own ceremonies and the simple act of going to bed was a sacred ritual in its own right. They made me ache for a country home surrounded by nature and they made me dream of herb gardens. They made me want to spend my days cooking delicious meals and sewing and making art and crafting, reading with the afternoon tea, gathering family together, writing endless journals with pieces of wild nature and daily life mementos pasted or stuck between the pages.

So here are what I purchased in an effort to soothe the hunger I have been feeling: