Hello my friends,
Well, we are at post #28. Can you imagine? 28 weeks....If I recall correctly, we started our Tasha Tuesdays here in September. We are now greeting our third season with Tasha! Hard to imagine, isn't it?
I wanted to share with you this quote from "The Private World of Tasha Tudor":"I'm drawn to the old ways, convinced that I lived before, in the 1830s. Everything comes so easily to me from that period, of that time: Threading a loom, growing flax, spinning, milking a cow.
Einstein said that time is like a river, it flows and bends. If we could only step back around the turns, we could travel in either direction. I'm sure it's possible. When I die, I'm going back to 1830."
I think if anyone goes back to the 1800s, it'll be Tasha. The idea of a kindred time in history is an interesting one, no matter what your feelings on 'the bending of time' are. After her death, Tasha's son had said that his mother's quotes about this should be 'taken with a grain of salt.' Even if she did say this tongue-in-cheek, I do know that she did feel a strong sense of connection to this place in time--- she showed it in her dress, her hobbies, her lifestyle. However she did drive a car. She took advantage of electricity and modern convinience. I think the lesson to learn here is to be thankful of modern things that help our lives be simpler--- but still embrace what was simple about those times long ago.That is what I strive for day to day, although some days I succeed more than others.
Out of curiosity, is there a time in the past that you feel a connection to? I have always been an old timey girl. But now I realize that I am probably a more contented girl with a washing machine, dish washer, central heat and air.....but still. I do admire a time when people didn't need all these bells and whistles to entertain themselves. When our foods were good and homegrown and not filled with scary man-made things. Everything was enjoyed more slowly and thoroughly. I would imagine if I stepped through the looking glass, it might be back 100 years on my same beloved prairie.
Where would you go?











































