Three things making my day blissful
Second flowers. My Valentine roses are looking gorgeous but smelling of nothing.
Third books. I've been enjoying reading these three today.The top two are recent purchases and the other a favourite source of inspiration.
Jane Brocket's book The Gentle Art of Domesticity is well known in blogland. It is a beautiful celebration of the domestic arts of baking, cake decorating, gardening, embroidery, knitting and quilting. For me it is justification for a life spent pottering around the kitchen.
I come from a generation of girls who were actively discouraged from wanting a simple life of homemaking. Such an ambition was considered a waste of intelligence and opportunity. I always felt this attitude to be unfair and short-sighted. I followed the university and career route for as long as necessary before the birth of my first child gave me the chance of freedom in the home.
A life of domestic drudgery is surely to be despised. Cleaning, laundering and tidying do not thrill me, they are merely necessary tasks to be accomplished in order for the home to run smoothly. Such tasks can be delegated to other family members (teenagers are good for this) leaving time for more creative and soul-satisfying activities. Nothing makes me happier than a morning spent alone in my kitchen listening to an audio book, or an afternoon spent with my crochet and a Powell and Pressburger film (A Canterbury Tale for preference). I am truly grateful to my husband for making this possible which is why I never expect him to do any household tasks. Except fixing the computer. Believe me I know how lucky I am.