Be aware of the man of one book. ~Anonymous
Don’t get me started on magazines. Magazines seem to be everywhere. I have a collection of old wire baskets that make the best place to stack magazines! Just when I say I’m going to not renew my subscriptions, a great deal will come in the mail. How can I justify buying them every month (I know I will) when I can save over half by subscribing? So the cycle begins again. Currently I get Down East (The Magazine of Maine), Maine Boats, Homes, & Harbors (I have a love affair with the State of Maine…more on that another time), Veranda, Country Living, Martha Stewart Living, Martha Stewart’s Everyday Foods, Traditional Home, Vegetarian Times, Audubon, Country Gardens, and Herb Companion. I did give up my Hobby Farms, Hobby Farms Home, and Mother Earth News (I think). When the original Victoria and House & Garden went out of print, I almost cried. I wish I could explain the feeling I get when they come in the mail. I got three just yesterday and almost jumped up and down. It is sad, really. What comes next with that, though, is once or twice a year I go through the magazines to see which ones I can part with (and there are many that I can’t). I will then sit down and turn them page-by-page to see if there is something I can never part with…be it a picture of the perfect kitchen, bathroom, vignette, garden, recipe. When I find it, I rip it out. It goes in a box that will one day become a binder—by subject—of these perfect things I cannot live without seeing again. What is left of the magazine comes to work to be placed on the back table to be viewed just one more time before hitting the recycle bin.
One may be thinking right now, “Wow, that girl has a problem!” Or, “Her house must be a mess!” I like to think “No,” is the answer to them both. Artfully arranged, remember? But don’t ask my husband either question please. The answer may not be the same.
I brought to work with me today four magazines that I have not cracked yet and a book I am greatly enjoying. Work is really getting in the way of my reading schedule; however, reading does not pay the bills, so work wins in the end. I can’t wait for lunch when I can read again.
She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain. ~Louisa May Alcott
Into what, I ask?
P.S. I just got an email from Amazon that my copy of Slow Love has shipped. “Yippee!!!” she says as she jumps just a little.
(Reprinted from my wordpress.com blog dated April 23, 2010.)