Darkover Roundup

I had better tell you about the Darkover books I finished recently, while they’re still somewhat fresh in my mind.

The Bloody Sun
Grade: B+

The Bloody Sun is the story of Jeff Kerwin, a Terran orphan who feels drawn to Darkover, certain that it is the place where he will find the key to his unknown past. I like the book. I sometimes think, though, that MZB did not always know how to go to where the story was. That is to say, while Jeff’s story is OK, the full story of his parents (covered briefly in this book) could have been a lot more interesting. This book is related to a lot of the others in the series, and I consider it required reading for anyone interested in Darkover. I will be keeping it for that reason.

The Spell Sword
Grade: B

The Spell Sword is the story of how Terran Andrew Carr, who crashes in the mountains of Darkover, finds his way to a Darkovan estate and learns to use his native psi powers. This story is referred to in several other Darkover books, most notably The Forbidden Tower, so you don’t need to read this one in order to know what happened, and the writing’s not that great. In other words, skip this one and it’s no loss. I will not be keeping it.

The Shattered Chain
Grade:  A-

Once upon a time SF was written primarily by men and for men. But then women liked it, too. And what’s more, they could write it! MZB may not have been the first female SF writer or the best, but she must have been one of the earliest to see mainstream success. Many of her books are female-centric, which is great and still seems to me a bit of a novelty.

The Shattered Chain is the first of a trilogy about the Guild of Renunciates (a.k.a. Free Amazons). The Renunciates have rights that other Darkovan women do not, but at a price. They have to renounce their fathers and their families, and all the protections normally accorded to women in their patriarchal society. They must fend for themselves.

With Magdalen Lorne (a Terran) and Jaelle n’ha Melora (a Darkovan) as her main characters, Bradley explores the commonality of women in different cultures, focusing particularly on the types of chains that women wear, from the solid ones that men force on women in some cultures, to the invisible chains that women in “freer” cultures unconsciously put on themselves. While heavy-handed and sometimes plodding, The Shattered Chain is also, even all these years later, awesomely feminist. I can’t help but love it.

Thendara House
Grade: B

Same as above, but a little more plodding. It’s worth getting through so you can read the next book in the trilogy, City of Sorcery.

City of Sorcery
Grade: A

City of Sorcery is the third book in the trilogy of the Renunciates. Don’t let its cheesy title scare you off. It does get a little silly at points, but mostly it’s an action-packed story about kick-ass women who scale gigantic mountains and follow one another loyally through conditions that would make most of us wet our pants. I definitely like this book more now that I’m older, probably because I’m so close in age to the main characters. Highly recommended for middle-aged women who would love to go on a wild adventure and kick some ass.

Sharra’s Exile
Grade: B+

Sharra’s Exile is (I think) a retelling of The Sword of Aldones, which wasn’t that great. It is also a sequel to The Heritage of Hastur, which I liked very much. It continues the story of Regis Hastur and Lewis Alton and their involvement with the Sharra matrix. But it is, IMHO, another example of MZB not knowing quite where the story was. I think she spent too much time on back story and Darkovan politics (yawn), and too little time on the real action. It was also, in the aggregate, a negative story. I would not keep it were it not part of a two-in-one edition that includes The Heritage of Hastur.

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Liviaspeak

Dear Livia,

You have an amazing vocabulary. Seriously, you amaze me with the number of words you know, and even with the number of words you can say. It’s too bad, though, that your pronunciation can’t keep up with your vocab. You’re only two, so it’s really not your fault! But it is difficult for all of us when we can’t understand you, and it happens often. Part of the problem is that you use the H sound to represent at least five different sounds: Ch, H, K, P, and T. Sometimes when you say an incomprehensible word, I find myself running through the alphabet, trying to guess which letter you really mean. It’s frustrating for all of us. But don’t worry, Noodle. It won’t last forever.

Meanwhile, we’ve deciphered some of your special language. Here is a sample.

  • Dada = Marshall
  • Daddy = Daddy
  • didi = diaper, or baby
  • dig boom = big spoon (you don’t like kiddie spoons, so you ask for dig booms)
  • dit you wap = sit in your lap
  • dunnies = undies, or bunnies
  • dye = bye
  • hapstih = Chapstick
  • ho = pillow
  • hot ga = hot dog
  • hotty = potty
  • howl = towel
  • hoy = toy
  • hurn lie on = turn the light on
  • ohay = okay

Love,

Mom

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Metamorphoses

Dear Kids,

When I was a child your grammie used to tuck me into a “cocoon” at bedtime. She tucked the blankets under me, from head to toe, so that I was as snug as a bug in a rug. She told me that I’d turn into a butterfly. This is one of the few things that I remember from my childhood, so it is precious to me.

One night I decided to try cocooning on Marshall. He loved it, and Livia caught on quickly, too. Now it is part of our nighttime ritual, but the game has grown in complexity. Not only do you get tucked into cocoons, but you’re also allowed to choose colors and special designs for your butterfly selves. I sprinkle on most colors with pretend paint that I pull out of my pockets, but there are some special colors, too. Rainbow colors are created with intense tickling. Blue has to be blown on (and you think it’s the funniest thing when I blow on your toes or up your shirt!). You turn red if I toss you up in the air and you hit a “red cloud.” As for designs, I make polka dots by poking you (of course!) and stripes by brushing them on with my fingers. Right now Marshall always chooses red, and he always pretends that his toe has missed the red cloud, because he wants to be tossed into the air again (which I refuse to do—one toss is all you get!). Livia always chooses to be a blue butterfly with polka dots and stripes.

I try to enjoy this constantly evolving game as much as I can, because I know that it won’t last forever. It will fade away, just like the old armor game that we used to play when it was cold and you wore footie pajamas to bed. But you never know. Maybe you’ll want to be butterflies for years to come, and I hope you do. My mother must have cocooned me many times for me to remember all these years later.

Speaking of your grammie, I told her that I cocoon you at night. She laughed and said it was desperation that drove her to invent the game. Hah! I suspect that’s something you’ll learn when you have children of your own—kids are amazing and so much fun, but you  really needs a lot of imagination and energy to keep them entertained! Cocooning works, so let’s make it a family tradition. Cocoon your kids and then they’ll cocoon theirs, and on and on—generation after generation of beautiful butterflies.

Love,

Mom

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Favorite Thing: Being a Mom

I don’t really have any nicknames to speak of, just a shortened version of my given name that friends sometimes use. I had other nicknames once upon a time, but the people that called me by them are no longer in my life. It is sad.

But there is a wonderful name by which two little people call me every day. They call me Mommy.

If you had told me ten years ago that I’d have two children, I probably would have laughed in your face. I still sometimes wake up with that feeling of living in someone else’s life. It’s a strange feeling.

But it’s so wonderful to have little ones to read to, to tuck in at night, and to tickle. There is so much to love about them, and so much to marvel at. Marshall makes up songs and sings them at the top of his lungs. Livia jumps from the dresser to the bed with terrifying abandon and beautiful grace. I am proud and thankful to be their Mommy. It is my most Favorite Thing.

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Way Up Close

Sometimes I like to crop the heck out of a picture, just to see how it will look.

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Mystery Flower #14

I found this Mystery Flower growing in the woods behind a big tree. I had a hard time getting pictures, because it was off the path and I didn’t want to step on any other plants. Plus the insects were dive-bombing me, so I had to hurry. These pictures aren’t the greatest, but they’ll have to do.

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Mystery Flower, view from above

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Mystery Flower, view from the side

Do you know what kind of wildflower this is? My best guess is in the comments.

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Walking in Spring

I don’t often go into the woods at this time of the year. I don’t like the heat, and there are ticks everywhere. It was a beautiful day Sunday, though. And since my husband cleared a path through the brush last year, it is now possible to get into the woods with only minimal exposure to ticks. I decided to take my chances.

Spring 1

The Scenic Overlook in Spring

That beautiful view is composed of thousands of beautiful trees, like this one.

Spring 2

Beautiful Tree

Last year my father told me, as we walked through some woods in the park, that all the bushes I thought were blueberries were, in fact, huckleberries. I haven’t had a chance to fully explore my area of woods, but I found two different types of shrub that might be blueberries (or huckleberries). I found a few big bushes, like this one.

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Tall Shrub With Flowers. Highbush Blueberry?

And I found low-growing shrubs, like these here.

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Low-Growing Shrub. Lowbush Blueberry?

And flying around the shrubs were all sorts of insects, including little beauties like this one.

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The smaller plants are coming up, too. I got some pictures of wildflowers that I’ll be sharing later this week. For now, I give you these beautiful ferns.

Spring 5

Ferns

I love the curve of the heads, and when you look closer, you can see that the fronds already starting to break out of some of them.

Spring 6The word that popped into my mind when I looked at this was “fiddlehead.” According to Wikipedia, “fiddleheads are the furled fronds of a young fern, harvested for use as a vegetable.” Vegetable? That sounds interesting, but don’t get your forks and knives out yet. Wikipedia also notes that some ferns are carcinogenic. And those hairy fiddleheads don’t look too appetizing, do they? Still, it might be something worth looking into someday.

Anyway, spring is here and looking mighty fine!

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SITY: Comparisons

I like to post pictures of my violets every year, and some of my favorites are the tiny ones. They expanded their range this year, which put them into contact with the full-size varieties. And that, of course, offered opportunities to compare the two sizes side-by-side.

Here is a little one with some full-sized whites.

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And here is another with a full-sized blue violet.

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SITY: First Honey Bee

I have not seen very many honey bees over the last few years. And every year we hear more stories about colony collapse disorder. So I worry every spring that there will be no more bees. It is always a relief to finally spot one.

Here he is, our first honey bee of the year.

Honey Dude

Welcome, little one!

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Mystery Flower #13

As I mentioned in last Friday’s post, there is an invasive plant that is trying to take over my violets’ turf. I have been unable to identify it, and I suppose that means it’s a good subject for a Mystery Flower.

I thought I had a nice picture of this plant from a year or two ago, but I could not find it. I did find a picture in which it appeared, though. This is what the mystery flower looks like when it’s growing in the ground and awaiting some apian companionship.

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Mystery Flower, bee-friended

This is what it looks like when you’ve pulled it out, put it on the table, and let the cat sniff at it.

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And here is a closeup.

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I still can’t imagine what this could be except ground ivy. This article about ground ivy (a.k.a. creeping charlie) makes me almost certain, because it says the leaves can be purplish and that the plant can grow up to a couple of feet tall. Of course, if I’m right, my chances of being rid of it are small, because I also read somewhere that manual removal is rarely successful.

Do you know what this plant is?

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