Saturday, January 21, 2012

Sunshine and Canaries

Today's sunshine and fresh snow reminded me of the times I visited Tasha Tudor at Corgi Cottage. Canaries and the chorus of the other birds, parrots, diamond doves, floated upstairs to where I slept in her canopy bed, covered with a lace spread. I really didn't want to leave the comfort of the feather bed, but I also wanted to be a helpful guest. Because I kept goats, chickens, oxen and sheep, I wanted to assist with chores or at least throw more wood on the fire. So I hopped out of bed, threw on my dress, patterned from one that Tasha gave me, and added an extra petticoat.

Of course, Tasha was already up, milking her goats and the oatmeal was simmering. We always ate near her fireplace, so I set the small tray that served as a table. Sometimes Tasha would ask me to feed her canaries, other times I hauled in wood, one of those never-ending jobs that also tracks in sawdust and wood chips. Hense a good sweeping follows a filling of the wood box.

And soon Tasha and I shared breakfast, hot oatmeal and brown sugar, and steaming cups of tea. She liked her with warm milk, but I prefered mine black. Sometimes we made plans to go to town, or to search her trunks for a certain piece of clothing so I could make a pattern. Compared to my life at that time where every weekday I jumped into home schooling my sons, visiting Tasha offered me a delicious calm, filled with her wisdom and laughter.

11 comments:

  1. A lovely memory Joan! Thanks for sharing:-)

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  2. Joan, I love hearing about your visits, can just imagine how wonderful they were.

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  4. Will try this again, Joan. This is a real treat for us Tasha fans...such a personal look into her life. Thank you so much...I will be following your stories so kindly shared.

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  5. Just as your respite from your real world was then, so is your writing about it to us now! Thank you!

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  6. Joan, Thank you for sharing these wonderful stories with us. How I love to read about our dear Tasha.

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  7. Thank you, new and familiar friends. I plan to post more snippets through the winter and hopefully add some of my person photos, so please tell others that might enjoy these tidbits about Tasha. I certainly miss those wonderful hours shared with her.

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  8. What a lovely memory, thank so much for sharing these special thoughts with us. BTW, I noticed from your profile picture you play the harp. I would love to hear about that!

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  9. Thank you for asking about my harp. I've played Irish music for about 30 years, first on the Irish button accordion and now mainly on a follk harp with nylon strings. I love way my harp vibrates against body and the music flows out into the room...sometimes our piano begins to hum! Sometimes I play lively dance tunes, other times I switch into slow airs....playing the harp gives me great joy

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  10. I love the sound of harp music....and Celtic music is one of my favorites! I love this story of your sleep at Tasha's. I remember how sad I felt seeing her handknit grey sweater and glasses laid on that canopy bed in her room when we visited Corgi Cottage this past October. I can just picture the two of you sitting by the fireside eating your oatmeal and sipping hot tea. Wonderful!

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  11. Thank you, Karen. I would feel sad, too, if I saw the sweater without Tasha. Sometimes I still pinch myself when I think of the wonderful times I had at Corgi Cottage.

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