Belle Savon
Tammy Goughnour
‘Kindling Dreams in Vermont:
The Belle Savon Story’
In the heart of Vermont, where the Green Mountains murmur ancient tales and the air hums with an ethereal stillness, Tammy found her calling. The land’s pristine beauty, a living canvas of rolling hills, crystalline lakes, and verdant forests, stirred her soul. It was here, amidst a serene landscape where simplicity danced with sustainability, that she dreamed of Belle Savon.
Her journey began with a longing—a quiet ache for the rustic charms of her Maryland childhood, now smothered under the relentless sprawl of urban life.
Tammy yearned for a place where her children could twirl beneath starlit skies, their laughter carried by the same winds that ruffled the trees. Vermont, with its unhurried and breathtaking vistas, became her sanctuary and her blank canvas.
But her dream was more than a retreat into pastoral bliss. Tammy’s vision burned with purpose. She aspired to craft a symphony of scents and textures—creations as gentle on the earth as they were on the skin. Non-toxic, plastic-free, imbued with the soul of nature—these were the cornerstones of Belle Savon. Her handmade treasures weren’t just objects; they were vessels of intention, thoughtful gifts to be cherished and loved.
Photography: Winter Caplanson
Her first battle was waged against the ordinary: the mass-market candles that filled shelves with synthetic fumes and wasteful remnants. Tammy wanted to kindle a purer flame, one that burned with the honesty of the earth. She abhorred the chemical-laden smoke, the cold wax left to waste. Her candles would be different, a clean, wholesome burn, from the first flicker to the last ghost of smoke.
She scoured Vermont for materials that whispered the language of sustainability. Recycled containers, phthalate-free fragrances, wicks braided from cotton, paper, or wood, every element was chosen with care. Each candle wasn’t just a source of light; it was a quiet manifesto, a beacon of her philosophy. And with every sale, Tammy gave a piece of her heart back to the world, supporting animal rescues, a cause as close to her as the scent of summer rain.
Then came the creation that captured Vermont’s soul: the Cinnamon Chai candle.
From the first inhale, Tammy knew it was the embodiment of her dream. This was more than a scent—it was a feeling, a memory, a place. Warm and familiar like a beloved sweater yet as intricate as a forest’s shadows, it carried the essence of home.
It was the fragrance of peace, of moments treasured by the fireside.
The Cinnamon Chai candle wrapped autumn and winter into a cocoon of spice. Its whispers spoke of leaves transforming into fiery mosaics, of landscapes alive with the symphony of change. It captured the delicate balance between the cool, crisp embrace of night and the tender warmth of sunlight. In its fragrance, one could hear the crunch of leaves underfoot and feel the thrill of nature’s grand spectacle.
In Belle Savon, Tammy created more than a brand. She wove a story of harmony a life lived in rhythm with the earth’s heartbeat. Each product bore the mark of her journey, an ode to the beauty and simplicity that had inspired her. In the heart of Vermont, Tammy found her muse, and in return, she gave the world a sliver of its soul, one candle at a time.
https://www.bellesavonvt.com
The full story and beautiful special will appear in our upcoming Chandlers Coffee Tablebook >>
