Wednesday, July 23, 2008

the road to Tasha's

~the road to Tasha Tudor's home in the woods of Vermont~
~~~

it's been over a month now since our dear
Tasha Tudor went home. I still find myself feeling as though I have lost a dear friend.
What an extraordinary person she was, what a wonderful life she made. Living her dreams in every way following her heart.
If only we all were so brave.
~~~
I took this road with my dear friend one hot summer morning and found myself in another world, as though I had stepped back in time and was a part of it all. The woodsmoke in the air, no noise but for bird song and the slight rustle of leaves.
I was not ready for how loudly my heart sang that morning
~~~
may God bless you, dear Tasha.
you've made a beautiful and indelible mark on my life and the lives of all those who found you.
a warm light,
bright and shining in our hearts.
~~
I hope that this finds that she is right where she wanted to be.
Gone back to her life in the 1830's,
enjoying her flowers by the kitchen doorway this beautiful morning, Canton tea cup in hand with corgi puppies at her feet.

Friday, July 4, 2008

let us then live in peace

a wonderfully wise man,
our
Thomas Jefferson
~
born in Shadwell, Virginia
on Apr. 13, 1743
and died at his beloved home, Monticello
in Charlottesville, Virginia
July 4, 1826,
the 50th anniversary
of the Declaration of Independence

Saturday, June 7, 2008

and then....sun

after a long grey day
the sun slipped
below the clouds as she went to wake up the rest of the world
and gave us a smile before she went on her way.
it seemed a much longer sunset than usual,
it made the fields a honey gold and long shadows across the grass
and so
my Bella & I sat together
and let it soak in
~*~
the thankful heart
...will find, in every hour,
some heavenly blessings
Henry Ward Beecher

Saturday, May 24, 2008

remembrance

of those that live in our hearts.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

mothers day

I keep this picture in my purse.
it has lived in every purse I have had for 28 years.
the little people here are my children.
my son, 2 years old and my daughter is 5 years old,
and the way you see them here...their bright and shiny spirits...
is how they are today.
oh, yes, they may be a little taller...
still, the same bright shiny little faces.
they have so much love for each other
and for those around them.
when they were very small, it was just the 3 of us
for quite sometime.
they saved my life every day.
without them life would have been a vast open sea
without land in sight.
it has been a glorious garden with them in it.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

our sunday

warm sun,
soft and fragrant air,
royal anne cherry
clouds of spectacular bloom,
frogs content in the pond,
hens asleep under the old lilac,
a double white narcissus between them,
a tiny pansy
blooming by the old gate
balm for a winter weary soul

Friday, May 2, 2008

thank you

Thank you everyone who sent such lovely notes & emails telling me how
much you've enjoyed your time
while visiting me here at The Pastoral Doll maker this past year.
~
Thank you from my heart.
~
I have to say that many of your letters
put a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye.
I'm so glad to know that you have enjoyed
my writings, my stories and images about our life here
on Deerfield Farm .
I loved reading every one
of your letters.
thank you all so very much.
~
with love
on this day
and always,
Christine
~~~