Little Loomhouse on Kenwood Hill near Iroquois Park, Louisville. 1898, it became a cultural center where the Hill Sisters wrote “Happy Birthday.” In 1939, a weaving program began which is still in operation—tours and workshops available. The three cabins constructed 1870-1896: Esta Cabin (stairs), Tophouse, and Wisteria (white doors). Though this is close, I have never visited it. http://littleloomhouse.org/llh1/wp/?page_id=1770
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Snow snakes is played by Great Lakes tribes: Iroquois, Sioux, Wyandotte, Ojibwe, more. Teams of players hurl snow snakes (hardwood shafts 6-10- feet long) down a trough in the snow. Furthest wins points. Mudcats—3-foot versions played during halftime by children. Feasting follows a match.
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Fastelavn (Danish fast-evening—day before Lent) In Denmark, it will be celebrated Sunday, February 27, 2022. It is celebrated in all the Nordic countries under various names. Sometimes called Danish Halloween, it is also called Maskadagur (mask-day) and involves trick-or-treating. Processions and Shrovetide buns are also popular.
Danish children’s song:
Fastelavn er mit navn,
boller vil jeg have…
Shrovetide is my name,
buns I want…
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This is a digital likeness of Pocahontas, taken from an engraving of her done in England, her only verified portrait—2 or 3 paintings are all controversial. Born about 1597 in the Mattaponi village of Werowocomoco, she died on the Thames River in England. She was brown-skinned, though she may have worn powder.
(I am still doing research, but I am either a direct or collateral descendant)
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Some ideas about writing picture books: Picture books are a hybrid animal—Not quite poetry, prose, song, screenplay—a little of each. Flavor it with rhyme, alliteration, onomatopoeia, assonance, repetition, inverted word order, meter, beat, metaphors/similes, to name a few.
Write just it in time, be oh so sublime,
Add some spice, space it out, spell it out,
Or march, march, march, bang that drum,
Go not where others have gone, on your block be the first.
Have fun! This was in response to an online poll: rhyme or prose—as if that covered all the bases, but just my humble opinion.
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The Battle of the River Raisin (Frenchtown) was fought January 18-23, 1813, Frenchtown Michigan. 1000 Kentuckians and French settlers fought a British Army of 800 Indians (Shawnee, Pottawatomie, Delaware, Sauk/Fox, Ottawa, Ojibwe, Creek, Miami, Winnebago) plus 600 British and Canadian troops. Caught in the open, the untrained Americans wilted under cannon fire. 33 American escaped, half dying, half taken prisoner. British/allies lost a small number. 9 Kentucky counties were named for officers—8 deaths, 1 survivor.
I grew up 10 miles north of this. The site is now River Raisin National Battlefield Park.
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Pine Tree Meditation
On my third meditation with my Northwest Pine/Corner Pine, I received a sensation of the pine-needle-covered ground rising straight up. After a few moments, I realized it was in my mind, as in the pine tried to communicate—telling me—I’m down here—as in the roots.
Then I recalled biologists describing a network of tree roots, interconnected via underground fungi, communicating with each other. And with me? It made a believer out of me. Feel free to be skeptical, but I now have a profound respect for trees and a suspicion that consciousness resides in its enormous root system.
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When Dad (Charles G. Suddeth) was a kid during WWII, he listened to WHAS & WAVE radio in Louisville. They advertised: “Giddy up, giddy up with spur—the drink that has the promiser.” I discovered the ads were for Spur Cola by Canada Dry, and Spur is still around though not in Louisville. Wished I could have found out in time to show Dad.
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Today, January 17, 2022 is MLK Day
I don’t want to takeaway Martin Luther King’s contributions to civil rights, unions etc., but today I want to emphasize non-violence, which he supported and gave his life for. He recognized that if the human race is going to evolve and survive, we must end violence in our hearts and souls. A prayer to his memory.
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BOOKRIDERS. From Pro Se Productions. Kindle $.99; paperback $9.99
The Best Fiction is Often Rooted in History…
The Great Depression brought great poverty and pain to the United States, even in areas already stricken with crippling hardship, like the Appalachian mountains of Kentucky. In an attempt to bring something much needed to the people of this area and to employ deserving women, a program was started that was both dangerous and revolutionary. One that took a normally stationary job, that of a librarian, and put it not only in the field, but on horseback in some of the roughest country possible.
BOOKRIDERS tells heroic tales of women who risked their lives to deliver books to isolated farms, work camps, and villages far from any city as a part of the Pack Horse Library project. Five authors inspired by the true exploits of these resourceful heroines and their brief, but much needed mission tell stories guaranteed to pay tribute to the history and inspire a new generation of readers!
My novella: Beware the Blue Lady 1938 Kentucky: Despite warnings from town folks about the Blue Lady, Lucinda rides her stallion, Hellfire, into the hills of Pea Ridge. Alvin, son of a wealthy landowner, offers to protect her from Samuel, a suspected. Then Lucinda meets the Blue Lady.
https://www.amazon.com/Bookriders-Marie-Beaud/dp/B09NRD8FWQ/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=bookriders&qid=1642288964&sr=8-2
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C. T. Suddeth 