Posted in Uncategorized, tagged poison on September 20, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Hey buttercup!
Anyone calls you buttercup, they are insulting you. My manuscript, A Scattering of Shadows, has the main character hiding in a buttercup field. Buttercups grow in cool, moist conditions. More to the point, they are very toxic to eat, and being around the flowers will cause eye and skin irritation. Yes, my main character quickly left the field—even cattle refuse to eat them.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged pirates on September 19, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Today is Talk Like a Pirate Day. A shout out to my triple great grandfather John Pate, who lived at Cave-in-Rock, Illinois and by my reckoning belong to the Ohio River pirates there. No apologies, he was Lumbee Indian, and people stole North Carolina from Indians.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged pirates on September 19, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Who lives in a pirate ship over the sea?
The old seadog
Who is peg legged and drunk as can be?
The old seadog
Monday, September 19, 2022
The Seven Seas (or so it seems)
Avast Mateys,
Arrgh. Today is Talk Like a Pirate Day. New rules. Them what don’t like a pirate we feeds to me Kraken. Oh, it dearly loves landlubbers. Me boys are already scouting, watching, Listening. Oh, ye who do not heed my words will rue the day of their birth.
Lads, that pesky Navy ship be bothering us again! Fire a round of cannons at them. Where’s me rum? Me saber? Me pistol? Me pegleg? And Polly, you flea-feathered scoundrel, don’t desert the ship!
The Navy is sending manned balloons to thwart us? Next the Navy will have carriers for their aerocraft. Lads, don’t abandon me! Not while I need ye! Blow the balloons out of the sky and sink their shiny ship! Lads?
Me head is reeling. Lads? I’m alone and never learned to swim! Woe is me!
What was I saying? Aye. It’s Talk Like a Pirate Day!
Now be done with it!
The Old Seadog
http://talklikeapirate.com/wordpress/
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged music on September 18, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Fats Domino’s bluesy rock and roll song, Blueberry Hill, is one of my favorite 1950s songs, BUT it first appeared in a 1940 Gene Autry movie. The music is by Vincent Rose, an Italian immigrant, the lyrics by 2 Tin Pan Alley songwriters—Larry Stock & Al Lewis. 6 more people recorded it in 1940, including a hit by Glen Miller. In 1949, Louie Armstrong had a hit with a blues version. Then in 1956, Fats Domino makes it his song (Yet he spoke French Creole, learned English in school).
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Jamaica on September 15, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Jamaica is still home to 2 Indian tribes living in the Blue Mountains with the Maroons. One tribe is Taino — Hummingbird Yamaye (YukayekeYamayeGuani) who have chosen a chief, Kasike. The other is a Cibnoey tribe, the Igneri. I have found little about them. Those with info, please comment.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged wildlife on September 13, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Unicorns are real!
People have suggested the rhinoceros was the animal ancients called unicorns. I used to laugh, but rhinos are the closest living relatives of equines (horse, donkeys, zebras). Rhinos are found in Africa, India, and SE Asia. Looks like Noah didn’t forget the unicorns after all.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged horses on September 12, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Short history of Equines
Next time you ride a horse or visit the tracks, appreciate what others have done.
About 6,000 years ago in east Africa donkeys/asses were domesticated. Asses pulled early chariots and changed warfare.
About 4,000 years ago in the Caucasian Mountains, horses were domesticated. The size of ponies, they pulled carts and chariots. About the time of the Roman Empire horses large enough for cavalry developed.
Draft horses, surprisingly enough, only became common the last 300 years. Everyone knows them from beer commercials.
About 3,000 years ago jack asses were bred with mares (donkey/horse cross), resulting in mules. As a baby I lived on a mule-powered farm—I still love them (and all equines).
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged full moon on September 11, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Saturday September 10 was the Harvest Full Moon—it provided light for farmers to harvest at night.
Cherokee Nut Moon Duliidsdi ᏚᎵᎢᏗᏍᏗ. Brush Feast Festival and Ripe Corn Festival this month.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged 911 on September 11, 2022| Leave a Comment »
21 years ago today, planes hit the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. A 4th plane crashing into a field. A moment of silence please for 3,000 dead. 911
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged food recipe on September 10, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Disquani ᏗᏍᏆᏂ Cherokee chestnut bread
4 c. hulled, peeled chestnuts
4 c. cornmeal
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. sea salt
1 c. maple sugar/ birch sugar/ sweet gum tree sugar
2 c. water
20 lg. hickory leaves or 10 corn husks
Boil chestnuts 3 min., peel. Boil peeled chestnuts 15 minutes in sugar and water. Drain. Add chestnuts to sifted cornmeal, salt, baking soda. Moisten mixture to make stiff dough. Knead well. Tie hickory leaves with string are used, Or wash and scald corn husks in hot water. Put dough on large ends and cover all sides. Tie end of leaf/shuck in a loop knot. Both leaves and corn blades should be scalded before use. Drop bread in boiling water and simmer for 1 hour.
C. T. Suddeth 