Hadrian's Wall

Hadrian's Wall
Hadrian's Wall at sunset

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Invasive Weeds Taking Over Yancy Household!

This post has nothing to do with writing, graveyards, pyramids or megalithic tombs. No archaeology, Celtic crosses, crypts, or secret passages.

It has to do with weeds.

I have to get this off my chest. I've lived in Kentucky for 5 years now. And our backyard is out of control!

I used to live in western New York, and I lived in New Hampshire for 21 years. Yes, they have weeds there.

But not the kind of weeks that multiply exponentially
while you watch! Like they're on Viagra or something.

In New York and New Hampshire, weeds know their place. But in Kentucky, you turn your back for a moment and voila! Takeover City.

You see the photo at the top of the page? This is the kind of stuff we have fulminating in our backyard Plus we have invasive vines. Like the trumpet creeper. Oh, yeah, it's real pretty. Right? That middle photo is so sweet and unassuming.

Well, look at this one to the right. That's what happens when you leave it alone. No, that's not my house but it's the same vine taking over my backyard.

It spreads underground and it's very tricky. By the time you realize you've got a battle on your hands, the roots are already as thick around as your arm. There ain't no pullin' that baby outta there! You'd have to use dynamite. Or C4.

If we ever decide to sell this house, we'll have to hire a backhoe to come and raze the whole thing. Not the house. The backyard. Sheesh.

Friday, March 16, 2012

The rants, musings & adventures of Dale Yancy: On the eve of St. Patrick's Day, Ireland needs ano...

I've decided to use my husband's blog post today because it is so timely. He has been doing a series on the industrial schools of Ireland and their abuse of the children under their care. It is so eloquent in its description of what the children of Ireland went through that I had to put it on my blog. I agree with him. What Ireland needs now is another Patrick. I hope you read all 3 posts.

The rants, musings & adventures of Dale Yancy: On the eve of St. Patrick's Day, Ireland needs...: What is the saddest, most tragic aspect of the Industrial School abuse of children is this--that it was done under the guise of Christian...

Thursday, March 15, 2012

I'm A Guest on a Medical History Blog

Tomorrow March 16, I'm a guest blogger on Redwood's Medical Edge, a blog that features historical medical information.

It's Jordyn Redwood's site, and like me, she's a nurse who uses her medical experience in her writing.

Recent stories have featured organ donors, stories about brain injuries, what happens in a morgue and other interesting subjects that writers need to learn about.

So come and check it out tomorrow or this weekend. I'll be talking about the medicinal uses of plants and some of my historical research for the my first novel, A Secret Hope.

I'll be giving away a copy of my book if there are at least 10 comments so come by and check it out!

Friday, March 9, 2012

The Celtic Cross

St. Patrick is credited with the creation of the Celtic Cross, or what is also called a High Cross of Ireland. The circle represents the Celtic "wheel", a symbol of the sun. A perfect circle is also an ancient symbol representing eternity. It's said that Patrick transposed the sunwheel on the Christian cross just as he led many druids to the Lord and consecrated them into service as priests.

The origins of the Celtic Cross date to the 5th century and is known throughout the world as a symbol of Celtic Christianity. I have decided to use the Celtic cross as a personal "brand" and motif. I especially love this particular Celtic cross.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

St. Patrick

Since St. Patrick's Day falls in March and because Patrick is a character in my recently published e-book, A Secret Hope, I thought I'd do a couple posts on him.

There are many myths regarding Patrick, embellished over the centuries, partially because after potatoes and alcohol, the Irish love nothing better than  a good story!

I imagine most people think of Patrick looking like this saintly icon. However, in my story, Patrick is a living, breathing, very human man. I picture him looking something like the second photo.

Most people don't know that Patrick was not Irish. He was Romano-British, born into a culture that began in 43 AD with the Roman conquest of Britain.

Over the following 400 years, Roman soldiers and their families met and intermarried with people from the various British tribes, under the rule of the
Roman Empire.

At the age of 16 Patrick was abducted by a
group of Irish sea-raiders and taken across the
sea to Ireland, where he worked as a slave for
6 years before making his escape back home.

Patrick had Roman blood. Therefore I like to think that he very likely had dark eyes and hair, and possibly a large nose.

Christianity was present in Ireland before Patrick returned as an adult to preach the Gospel. Britain and Ireland raided each other's coasts continually for slaves and booty and some of these captives were Christians. But it was Patrick who truly lived, preached, and spread the Good News.

Patrick is credited with the creation of the Celtic Cross, the subject of my next post.