Why is this a blogue?

  • Why is this a blogue, not a blog? It’s just an old-fashioned touch that harkens back to less-hurried (and harried) times, when a letter took a while to get delivered, and a reply took a while longer. When books were savored for their precious rarity. When news came in slowly for the most part and could be thoughtfully considered. A rapid-fire flow of constant info-junk tends to make me twitchy. When you visit my blogue, I invite you to take a nice deep breath, absorb things a little at a time, wander in a serendipitous fashion, and generally remember that even in the ultra-speedy world of the Internet, you control the pace of your life.

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June 21, 2008



What a lovely tribute. I read of her passing yesterday and was so saddened. I was first introduced to Tasha Tudor's work as a child, and most recently purchased one of her books just a few weeks ago (her cookbook) - such a blessing to have been touched by her work over the years.... May she rest in peace....

~ Carolee


How beautifully you presented this rememberance of an amazing woman . . . . . one doesn't have to identify with the 1830s to appreciate the grace of living life in harmony with one's deepest soul . . . . . surely she was a blessing to all women who follow their own quirky, slightly meandering, pathway.


Tasha Tudor has been a heroine of mine since I first discovered her through her childrens books when my now grown children were young. That she was so deeply connected to working with her hands, the land, and seasons of the year was deeply inspiring to me and has served to light the path that I have chosen to tread.

Her farm, located in southeastern Vermont, is quite close to where I reside in the southwest corner of New Hampshire. Though I never witnessed it myself, I have met people who encountered her while she was grocery shopping at the local supermarket. I can not help but smile imagining what petite Tasha looked like wearing her trademark garb while negotiating a cumbersome shopping cart!

We have lost a great lady. Thankfully, we still have her books. In them, each of us can capture the spirit and import of living our own authentic and altogether magical life.



Tasha is an important mentor of mine, I can see my crone self in her. Her creative energy and sense of self as Woman will continue to be an inspiration. I'm glad I invested in her wonderful books back in the 80's...I still enjoy revisiting her world and envisioning my future. She was a true witch indeed!

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    When the planet turns its face toward the dark, our nocturnal nature draws us out into the realm of Moon. This is a dominion of dreams that we explore with our senses fully awake. The subconscious spills into consciousness, allowing us to see what is not revealed by sight alone. Strange sounds come to our ears, intoxicating perfumes reach our noses, things appear that only emerge in darkness. We creep softly, following our moonshadows over the colorless world.
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