Thursday, June 30

mythology....and much more

Pallas Athena by Rembrandt.
(Beautiful interplay of dark and light, mostly dark, (Rembrandt must have used a lot of black paint!) as most of the artist's paintings are. Wow, I sound like an art critic!)


Mythology is interesting. Studying the ancient Greeks' religion can give you a clue as to how they thought, reasoned, and lived their lives. Their gods had all of human nature's faults and sins, and the stories should be regarded as interesting stories from which we can learn a lesson. However, I am of the opinion that any inappropriate/dirty parts of the old myths should be discarded, leaving only material from which we can learn a lesson. Plato was of the same opinion, as stated in his  The Republic. He was also an early promoter of the totalitarian state (an idea which has always haunted mankind), but we won't go there today.


Being a Christian, I believe in the one true God, so the study of Him, the Bible, and our theology is way more important than learning about pagan (false) gods and their peculiarities, but mythology is a part of a well rounded education's literature.


Why? Well, proverbs and names from Greek (and Roman) mythology have become part of our language and culture, as has many Biblical references. "A Sisyphean task." "Between Scylla and Charybdis." (a really fun word to pronounce, BTW) Or at least they used to be, before a portion of America's people started to make their language largely consist of expletives and "Likes". But that is a discussion for another day!


Also--in poetry, both romantic, secular and religious, there are too many allusions to mythology to count, or to ignore! If you know what they meant, your understanding of the poet's meaning (if there was one) greatly increases. That is the main reason Thomas Bulfinch, a Massachusetts banker of "modest means', wrote in his spare time Age of Fable and Bulfinch's Mythology,  published in 1855.I recommend this book to anyone wishing to read about mythology. Mr. Bulfinch's synopses are short, to the point, and you will know what a Sisyphean task is. I do-oo!!!!



Having read the above-mentioned books in grades 4-6, I could especially enjoy the Percy Jackson and the Olympian series of YA books. I normally never read YA books, because I value my remaining brain cells, but I did enjoy this series for light, quick, funny reading. "Fluff" as my mother calls it, but pretty fun all the same. What made this book hilarious was it was about the old myths, coming to life....in a modern day setting! A sure-fire recipe for disaster. And no, the characters don't worship the pagan gods, more like argue/fight with them, so devout Christians please don't get your hackles raised!


I also enjoyed the sequel to the series, The Lost Hero. Not as good as PJ&TO for three reasons, but still okay.
The reasons:
1. The characters are older. I miss being 12, like Percy was in the first book, and I think younger characters are more fun.
2. I didn't like the girlfriend/boyfriend stuff, or the use of the word "hot" in the book. Nothing inappropriate or adult-themed or anything like you'd find in probably lots of YA books, but I don't like too much romance in a book. But I guess I'd complain if there wasn't any because then it would be too boring.
3. It just....made you miss the first series. And Percy wasn't even in this book! Sadly. I also noticed a very slight multi-cultural slant (all the characters come from different backgrounds) , due to modern "all cultures are the same" attitudes. Easy to ignore, which I did. 
What I did like about this book that it was about the characters maturing, growing up, and learning to do harder things against all odds, rather than doing immature things and being childish for the sake of over-used lame humor. And the author, Rick Riordan, is a pretty reasonably good adventure story writer; other than these I don't read fantasy books. 
I think my favorite character(s) from The Lost Hero have to be the metal dragon Festus and Leo Valdez, who is riding him in this picture from the book's website.


Wow. I never meant to post this much.............if you read this far, congratulations! 


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Wednesday, June 29

.....I'm baaaaack!

Inspirational lyrics:


"Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come."
~ Charlotte Elliot


Truly inspirational. Even when we are are jerks, God still loves us and accepts us, just as we are: sins and all!


Non-inspirational yet beautiful song I'm learning:




The words are basically the maid's laments that she lost a key belonging to the Count. Nothing especially tragic, but it is just beautiful, I like to sing it, and its SHORT as opposed to a really long and difficult piece.....
And the singer in the video did a really good job with it!!!



So....it is a nice, cool, somewhat rain-ish day. Goat escaped twice; nothing else to report.......................maaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Goats are such drama queens/kings. (My goat is a boy)



A RANDOM RAMBLING; Or a JERSEY BIASED RANT!


I love Jersey Milk. Or Malk.  Whatever you call it, milk from Jersey cows in my humble opinion is vastly superior to any other milk, due to its high butterfat content. It also is better for cheese and yogurt.
And Jerseys are such beautiful cattle! If I can save up enough money, and was going to buy a cow, I'd buy a Jersey.  I fell in love with the beautiful ones at the dairy farm. 


That is enough for now.




Sunday, June 26

Sunday.....................

Sundays here are pretty quiet.....excepting the Silkie chicks....
 And the dog...........................
 And assorted "baaas" and "MAAAAAAs" from the sheepish ladies and Billy goat. Sadie is sitting next to him here. Sheep make awesome weedwhackers!!!
Amelia the sheep chewing cud. She ruined the day-lilies next to the door because I put the electronet fence too close to it.












......A Mack truck. Wow, maybe Sundays aren't so quiet after all!
No, I'm just kidding. The Mack truck photo was from a local parade.

"So God created...every winged bird according to its kind." Genesis 1:21.

Actually, the original ancestors of the chicken God created was a type of pheasant from the Galliformes family: the Junglefowl. These are small, light bodied birds which were domesticated by man bred to produce many eggs and for a meatier frame. Today there are thousands of chicken breeds in every color, shape, and size, from the adorably tiny Serama bantam from Malaysia to the giant Brahmas from India to the gamefowl of Asia.

This particular chick, shown above, is a Silkie bantam of the Partridge color variety.
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The trait which distinguishes Silkies from other chickens is their hair-like feathers, black meat, beaks, and skin, dark eyes, and blue earlobes. These darlings of the poultry show world were first bred by the ancient Chinese, who were expert poultry breeders. Marco Polo saw them when he was in the area!

Today, Silkies are a lot fluffier than the originals were. They are not good layers but are wonderful mamas and also make terrific pets due to their docile and sweet disposition. You can see some photos on my website where I have a page devoted to them. :)

Wow, I never meant to post that much! Have a great week!

Friday, June 24

two poems!

"Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll!
   Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain;
   Man marks the earth with ruin - his control
   Stops with the shore; - upon the watery plain
   The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain
   A shadow of man’s ravage, save his own,
   When for a moment, like a drop of rain,
   He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan,
Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown."



"And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy
   Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
   Borne like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy
   I wantoned with thy breakers - they to me
   Were a delight; and if the freshening sea
   Made them a terror - ’twas a pleasing fear,
   For I was as it were a child of thee,
   And trusted to thy billows far and near,
And laid my hand upon thy mane - as I do here."



 ~ Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage cantos CLXXIX and CLXXXIV




I'm not a fan of Byron, or old romantic poets in general, but I think these two canto (cantos, cantoes, cantoe?) really capture the majesty of the mysterious ocean which covers  three quarters of the planet.














And I like this font!  
So, now for a cutesy poem:



                                          The Chickens
                                          
                                 Said the first little chicken,
                                     With a queer little squirm,
                                 "I wish I could find
                                    A fat little worm."
                             
                                 Said the next little chicken,
                                      With an odd little shrug,
                                  "I wish I could find,
                                A fat little slug."
                                 
                                Said the third little chicken,
                                     With a sharp little squeal,
                                 "I wish could find
                                Some nice yellow meal."

                                Said the fourth little chicken,
                                    With a small sigh of grief,
                                "I wish I could find
                                 A little green leaf."

                              Said the fifth little chicken 
                               With a faint little moan, 
                                 "I wish I could find 
                                 A wee gravel stone."

                           "Now, see here," said the mother,
                                  From the green garden patch,
                               "If you want any breakfast,
                               Just come here and scratch!"

                                 ~ Author Unknown
                               
                                             
                                   finis.

Thursday, June 23

I've been informed...

I spelled the title of my blog wrong. oops! What can I say, French makes no sense.....

So, in a rather desperate effort to make this blog slightly less boring, I will post some lists of favorite things.


*Current favorite sheep breeds....

Katahdin

Olde English Babydol Southdown

Herdwick

Zwartble

Shetland

You can see I like the cute breeds--however, myseff, I'd rather raise less attractive, more practical breeds!


(Sadie and Amelia over a month ago)











*Favorite music currently.....

Ravel's Bolero  A weird, Spanish sounding piece.
Mozart's Voi, Che Sapete from "The Marriage of Figaro" A lovely piece.
Puccini's O Mio Babbino Caro is nice too for a classic opera aria (I think).
I can't think of any others now.....
Irritating yet funny lyrics:

This is the song that never ends,
It just goes on and on, my friends.
Some people started singing it not knowing what it was,
And now they just keep singing it forever just because...

[edit]
LOL. I got it off wikipedia!


*Favorite sandwich:

1 whole wheat tortilla
OR 
2 slices rye, white, or whole wheat bread

1 large brown egg

Pepper 
Salt

Lettuce or sprouts

Tomato optional.

Mayonnaise or cheddar cheese

Fry egg in butter to liking; assemble sandwich. Eat. Obviously.

I love tortillas!




To end this on a happy note, I am now getting up off the computer and going outside. Adios.




Wednesday, June 22

new layout!

I changed the name of my blog from Awesomefowl to reve gouche because that way I'm not limited to merely poultry related subjects. I still think fowl are awesome, don't worry. reve gouche means the left side in French. French is, to my mind, a crazy language because of all those terrible silent letters, but I though it would be appropriate since I'm left handed. Actually, it was my mom's idea. Thanks!
Here are my sheep! I got them in May. They hopefully will be the start of a beautiful flock. These sheep are actually 4 month old lambs. They are Katahdin hair sheep, which don't have wool but instead thick hair. These girls will be bred chiefly for meat lambs. (gasp!)






Anyway, that is it for now.....