Saturday, 7 July 2012

Birds of Paris


When I last journeyed to Paris in 2010 I was a novice birdwatcher. Two years later I still am really. But I was very excited to think that I would see lots of amazing French birds. I had no idea what they would be.


Turns out



they were
pigeons

Big pigeons it must be said. But pigeons nonetheless. 

The first two pictures are Common Wood Pigeons (Columba palumbus). And the third what we informally call pigeons are actually Rock Doves (Columbra livia)


and sparrows

People don't get to walk on the grass in Paris



Pigeons do though
They snooze away undisturbed by the tread of human feet nearby.
Parisian pigeons must be some of the most chilled out pigeons in the world! 

Although it turns out pigeons have made a nuisance of themselves. It's illegal to feed them, and pigeon fanciers furtively feed them under the cover of darkness. 

I did actually get to see two non-sparrow, non-pigeons! I didn't know what they are, but due to the magic of Google.... I think I have identified the first one. 

Bonaparte's Gull/Mouette de Bonaparte
Named after Napoleon's nephew

I now think this must be a Black-Headed Gull (Larus ridibundus)
Bonaparte's Gull is American

A female blackbird?


Sadly the most exotic birds of the trip


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Thursday, 5 July 2012

Chocolate Rainbow Magic Slice

My son goes to a small school, too small to have a canteen. So each week four families supply a treat for Cake Day. Naturally Cake Day is highly anticipated by the kids. It's a great tradition.

I find slices easier to make as I can do them the night before, and it doesn't take too much time. I had been planning to try the fabulous Fancypants Magic Slice on the kiddies, but I couldn't work out how to adapt it to suit kids. My son reckoned the pumpkin seeds would put them all off. And then I found a slice with essentially the same method, but Smarties instead of pumpkin seeds. Winner.





Chocolate Rainbow Magic Slice

250gm packet chocolate biscuits (I used Arnott's Chocolate Ripple biscuits)
100gm butter, melted
1 cup dessicated coconut
250gm smarties
2/3 tin condensed milk

Line a 20cm square tin with baking paper.

Blitz biscuits in a food processor. Add melted butter, blend gently until well combined.

Press biscuit mixture into base of prepared tin.

Chill base in fridge for 30 minutes. Preheat oven to 160 degrees.

Spread coconut over base. Sprinkle Smarties evenly over the coconut.  Cover with condensed milk.

Bake, covered with aluminium foil, in oven for 45 minutes or until done.

Note
Adapted from a recipe in The Australian Women's Weekly Quick Mix Biscuits and Slices. I used coconut instead of peanuts (naturally banned in Australian schools these days), and decreased the amount of butter and condensed milk- which leaves "leftover" condensed milk. Perfect.

Fascinating to see what colours Smarties used to be in 1994

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

Wondrous Words Wednesday 4/7/12




Wondrous Words Wednesday is a fabulous weekly meme hosted by Bermuda Onion, where we share new (to us) words that we’ve encountered in our weekly reading.  

I read Zazie in the Metro a few months ago. Zazie in the Metro is a French classic, said to be a children's book. Check out my review here. It didn't bowl me over actually. There were lots of words I didn't know. The vocabulary was complex, and there were many, many neologisms, which I find irritating. But I thought it would be fun to match up Wondrous Words with Paris in July. 


1. Alexandrine (Noun)

The first that came into his head was an alexandrine:

i) A line of English verse composed in iambic hexameter, usually with a caesura after the third foot. 
ii) A line of French verse consisting of 12 syllables with a caesura usually falling after the sixth syllable. 

It's terrible if you need to look up a word to understand the definition isn't it? I have no idea what a caesura is either. Turns out it's a pause in a line of verse dictated by sense or natural speech rhythm rather than by metrics. I don't really understand what is meant by third foot either. 

The gorgeous but unrelated Alexandrine parrot


2. Muscadet (Noun)

'I'll have a muscadet with two lumps of sugar."

A French white wine, from the western end of the Loire Valley. Wiki

3. Lamellibranchia (Noun)

The lamellibranchia that have resisted the process of cooking are forced out of their shells with merovingian ferocity.

An earlier name for the class of Mollusca including all those that have bivalve shells, as the clams, oysters, mussels, etc, now called Pelecypoda or Bivalvia.

4. Merovingian (Adjective)

The lamellibranchia that have resisted the process of cooking are forced out of their shells with merovingian ferocity.

Of or relating to a Frankish dynasty founded by Clovis I, which ruled Gaul and W Germany from about 500 to 751 AD. The Free Dictionary. 

5. Mephistophelian (Adjective)

'No but really, you don't seem to realize what's hanging over your head,' says the chap, getting more and more bloodily mephistophelian: 'white-slavery, poncing, homosessuality, eonism, balanoid hypospadias, that little lot'll earn you some ten years hard.'

Showing the cunning or ingenuity or wickedness typical of a devil. The Free Dictionary. 
Mephistopheles is the devil in the Faust legend to whom Faust sold his soul. 

6. Eonism (Noun)

The adoption of female dress and behaviour by a male. Named after Charles Eon de Beaumont (died 1810), French transvestite.


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Invisible

It's probably not fair to say that I'd never heard of this book. I had heard of it somehow, a newspaper reivew most likely. I had seen it once in a bookshop, had read the first few pages and been quite entranced. And then I'd completely forgotten about it. Until I found it for sale in a All Books $5 booksale in Katoomba on the weekend. And I had to have it. And then I had to consume it. Straight away.

Actually it's pretty easy to consume. A mere 125 pages. With lots of it written in short busts and lots of space on the page. The words that are there, though, are very powerful. And so beautifully written. Hugues made me pause to contemplate on pretty much every page.

I don't read all that many memoirs but I always enjoy them when I get the chance. Other people's lives are fascinating, aren't they? Their trials and tribulations. Their experience. Their philosophy. Hugues de Montalembert (and what a fabulous name that is!) has certainly had his share of trials and tribulations. At 35 he was an artist and documentary film-maker living in New York. He was attacked during a robbery, and had paint thinner thrown in his face. Overnight he became blind.


My life was based on seeing. 

Overnight his life changed dramatically. Catastrophically. 


I am between death and birth. Dead to my past life and not yet reborn to this new one.


Hugues spends three months in hospital. He makes extraordinary progress, and somewhat incredibly he triumphs. He walks alone through the streets of New York at 3am. He travels -alone- to Indonesia and India. He dives into a pool. He rides a horse. Things that are difficult with or without sight. He wrote a book by hand, but couldn't tell when the pen had run out of ink. And yet "I had to learn to be helped... To accept being helped is probably the hardest thing."   


Invisible is ultimately an uplifting and inspirational read. 

What matters is not to be submissive, not to be negative, not to be beaten no matter what happens, to always find inside yourself the way out. 

When you are exhausted and you cannot reach
what you want, you become depressed. 
And then you have to be careful.
Clear your mind of all negative thinking, it's too dangerous. 


Like all particularly fascinating memoirs Invisible has quite a broad sweep. Hugues talks about the nature of vision and sensation. All rather fascinating, and it tied very nicely to my current in-car listening- The Brain that Changes Itself. He talks about the Rothko Chapel in Houston- I visited there last year! I was surprised to hear Hugues call the Chapel in Houston enlightening. But not surprised that during his black period Rothko was in the midst of drinking himself to death. I found the Rothko Chapel disturbing, not enlightening, and only stayed very briefly. And best of all I learnt that there is a Disco Bay in Greenland! How can you not want to go there? I want to go there. It looks amazing. And it's called Disco Bay....



Saturday, 30 June 2012

As we must appear to the hawk #4

In May I flew to Adelaide for the Children's Book Council of Australia 2012 Conference. It was great. Luckily I got a window seat for the Adelaide-Sydney trip. It was interesting. I hadn't been to Adelaide since the 80s!

Bye Adelaide. I didn't see all that much of you.

A quick glimpse of the SA coast

A cool round rainbow played on the clouds

It was interesting to watch the green fade

and the brown

and red 

take over

An oxbow in the making!


It's always fabulous to fly over Sydney, always something to see,
no matter which approach you are on, like the old Olympic site

Or the harbour that still makes me gasp every time I see it



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Friday, 29 June 2012

Island of the Blue Dolphins



Wow, what a story! This was my second reading of this amazing action-packed, dramatic tale, and I loved it even more than the first time. The story of a 12 year old girl, Karana, who becomes stranded, alone on her native island off the Californian coast in the 19th century. She survives for nearly 20 years on her own. Inspired by the real life story of Juana Maria, Island of the Blue Dolphins won the Newbery Medal in 1961.

Karana has grown up on the island, is schooled in the pattern of the seasons and the ways and means of living from the land and the sea. It is of course this knowledge that allows her to survive. Although she has to go against the tribal customs that forbid women from making weapons, and overcome many other challenges. It's often quite beautifully written. There are particularly lovely passages about the fish, birds and other creatures who share her world.

The sai-sai is the colour of silver and not much bigger than a finger. On nights when the moon shines full, these little fish come swimming out of the sea in schools so thick that you can almost walk on them. They come with the waves and twist and turn on the sand as if they were dancing. 

Karana makes some unusual alliances in the many years of her solitude, and there are very powerful environmental messages woven into the story. We see the beauty of the changing seasons and the vitality, intelligence and caring instincts of her animal companions. We also see the brutality of the hunters who come from the Aleutian Islands to hunt the plentiful otter for fur. I'm still reading Robinson Crusoe for the first time (and finding it a bit slow going to tell the truth), but it's interesting to understand how influential Robinson Crusoe was, and indeed books such as Island of the Blue Dolphins, and Kensuke's Kingdom draw so heavily that they have their own genre called Robinsonade.

Scott O'Dell said that "Island of the Blue Dolphins began in anger, anger at the hunters who invade the mountains where I  live and who slaughter everything that creeps or walks or flies." That anger is apparent. At the end Karana changes her ways too (perhaps somewhat improbably).

After that summer, after being friends with Won-a-nee and her young, I never killed another otter. I had an otter cape for my shoulders, which I used until it wore out, but never again did I make a new one. Nor did I ever kill another cormorant for its beautiful feathers, though they have long, thin necks and make ugly sounds when they talk to each other. Nor did I kill seals for their sinews, using instead kelp to bind the things that needed it. Nor did I kill another wild dog, nor did I try to spear another sea elephant. 

I read this book as my first ever read on the Kindle function of my ipad. The major difficulty was wresting the ipad from my son who naturally is addicted to several ipad games. I'm planning a future post on the ipad reading experience specifically, but I can say that I found it enjoyable on the whole, and so, whilst I haven't embraced the ereading phenomenon with both hands yet, it is very acceptable when I can't get hold of the actual book any other way.

Wednesday, 27 June 2012

Wondrous Words Wednesday 27/6/12




Wondrous Words Wednesday is a fabulous weekly meme hosted by Bermuda Onion, where we share new (to us) words that we’ve encountered in our weekly reading.  

This weeks words come from Michael Scott's The Sorceress. I've dipped into The Sorceress before for some Wondrous Words. Here are some more. 

1. Bascinet (Noun)

Over that was a smooth metal bascinet helmet with a long nose guard. 

A medieval European open-faced military helmet. Wiki. 


2. Shamshir (Noun)

3. Claymore (Noun)

A curved shamshir sword dangled by his side and an enormous claymore sword was strapped to his back. 

Shamshir- curved Persian sabre. Wiki

Picture source


Claymore- Scottish variant of the late medieval two-handed longsword. Wiki

Picture source

4. Harpies (Noun)

She had already known the answer; nearly two centuries earlier, she had fought a nest of Next Generation harpies on the Palatine Hill above Rome in Italy. 

Greek mythology- a winged spirit best known for constantly stealing all food from Phineus.

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5. Cuirass (Noun)

The creature surged to her feet and brushed strands of sticky web off her leather cuirass.


A piece of armour, formed of a single or multiple pieces of metal or other rigid material, which covers the front of the torso. Wiki

6. Cantrips (Noun)

He had never forgiven her for defeating him on Mount Etna and over the centuries had spent a fortune collecting spells, incantations and cantrips that would destroy her. 

i) Scots. A magic spell; a witch's trick.
ii) British. A deceptive move; a sham. The Free Dictionary


7. Trilithon (Noun)

"Look for the third perfect trilithon to the left," Flamel whispered. 

A structure consisting of two large vertical stones (posts) supporting a third stone set horizontally across the top (lintel). Wiki. It's perfectly obvious when you think about it lith means stones, so three stones.