So I was quietly celebrating the new moon outside when the sky lit up with these spirits, as if there was a meteor shower. Little and big flashes of blue and white spirits dancing around, celebrating with me. They looked like falling stars. I’ve seen them before, only at night. They seem more active at the new moon. Haven’t talked to any yet but they have a happy energy, adding color to the darkness and dancing with the stars. I believe they are spirits of the night itself, cheerful bright and quiet. Definitely made my night!
They come in groups, chattering to themselves and may have been attracted to my celebration of the night. Gentle spirits.
Taken in 1862, when freedom came to the Gullah in the area of Beaufort and St. Helena, this photo shows a row of slave quarters. This grouping is very unusual for quarters before emancipation, because they are not in a straight row. They are relatively well built, with brick chimneys. The areas between the houses are fenced, indicating a level of personal and family space defined in the grouping. The man in the foreground is sitting on a bench in front of a pot on a fire.
Civil War Photograph Collection, Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.
A grain of rice, like a grain of sand, sifts through your hands with a mysterious and lovely sameness. Mostly white or tan, hundreds or thousands of grains pour smoothly out of buckets, out of burlap, into bowls, with a sound like small waterfalls. Rice seems so simple, really. And yet, because it plays a central role in world cuisines, these modest grains can carry the weight of history. Sometimes that history is deeply surprising.
Trinidadian ethnobotanist Francis Morean is living that surprise. The 56-year-old grew up in Trinidad’s Palo Seco hamlet, helping his mother and grandmother plant “hill rice” in the garden once the late-spring rainy season had begun. They would punch checkerboard-style holes in the ground with stakes fashioned from tree branches, and drop the rice seeds in. After harvesting, they would dry the rice plants on large cloths sewn together and laid in the sun. The dried rice plants were shredded by dancing and stomping on them barefoot, the hulls removed in homemade mortars and pestles. The rice stored well for years and was, says Morean, a cherished dish at the dinner table.
“In Sierra Leone and many West African nations, rice was an essential part of every meal,” Morean says. “So being able to produce one’s rice was a major plus for persons of the African diaspora.”
And this particular rice, in the words of David Shields, author of Southern Provisions: The Creation and Revival of a Cuisine, was “the most historically significant African diaspora grain in the Western Hemisphere.” Last month, Morean joined Shields and assorted rice geneticists, scholars, growers and chefs in Charleston, S.C., to attend a day-long tasting and presentation on the history of this unusual African rice that is, nowadays, causing a bit of a stir.
It’s a rice that traveled from Africa to low country — the sea islands and coastal plains of the American Southeast – and was grown widely in Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi and Kentucky. While it was not a major commercial crop on plantations, for the enslaved Africans who worked them, it was a vital, edible link to the homes they and their ancestors had been wrenched from. It was then brought to Trinidad by formerly enslaved people called Merikins — a variant of “Americans” — where it thrived even as it vanished from U.S. fields. It is a seed that followed the slave trade, and its repatriation now may help fill in a critical missing link in Southern, African and Trinidadian foodways.
Another doodle dump! Because of the previous post, I have a sudden urge to draw the nyo!Low Countries with their condition in 1500s.
Reason why I draw Netherlands crossdressing is, because she wants to join the revolt… but she can’t. William of Orange know that she is the representative of The Netherlands, and allow her to join… but you know. Society denies it. So she have to do it anyway. A little headcanon for ya.
Victorian House - Beaufort South Carolina by Meridith112 Via Flickr: 501 Craven Street - This is how it looked as of 8-28-2016.
This Victorian house was built by E.A. Scheper. He subdivided the lot and built three identical Victorians 503 Craven Street and 406 East Street.
- he knows a lot about dinosaurs because he went through a phase when he was 7
- has an educational YouTube channel with like three videos
- is the person who complains that the book was better before he’s even seen the movie
- he’ll listen to any type of music except country
- low key wants a pet but never gets one
• really good at math
• she watches a lot of Doctor Who and Sherlock
• she can’t live with out at least one cup of coffee every day
• she gets really grossed out when people call Carter cute or attractive
• she pretends to like horror movies but they freak her out
These books deserve so much more love than they get
Character typing hell and bad MBTI arguments: The NJs
Do you want to run this train off the rails and/or straight into a mountain? Good because we’re in low-Se country. Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.
sociable and fun but needs alone time
likes physical contact with people they care about
can seem extroverted but is just popular
warm but comes off as cold sometimes because people don’t understand
more control over their mind than other types
seeks meaningful emotional relationships
appreciates normative accomplishments
Do you see now? Do you see why every so often the MBTI community turns on INFJs? It’s because of shit like this. If you are supposed to be less than 1% of the population why in the name of fuzzy caterpillars are you primarily defining yourself by completely universal things like “sometimes likes to be around people but sometimes does not” and “cares about their friends” plus a smattering of “by the way I’m better and smarter than you and I shall convey this using ultimately meaningless words”
Look you already hopefully read the Elsa forum argument that I posted earlier so yeah INFJs? GET YOUR FUCKING HOUSE IN ORDER.
relies on what they see
has a plan
lacks morals but is loyal
only fix things to figure out how they work
Just a concept but maybe if you hate people you’re just an asshole. There was definitely a lot of the old “Ah, I see you have entered my minimalist lair. This is all a portion of the grand scheme” INTJ stereotype whereas I feel most of the tumblr INTJs have come around to the true state of things which is that an actual INTJ will clean all of their house in a 12-hour marathon and then send their friends, which they do in fact have and enjoy, a bunch of videos of their cat who is high on the catnip they (the INTJ, not the cat) found in said cleaning binge, but will also have some weird thoughts on entropy or something in the process.
Also people really need to stop typing sensor scientists as INTJs and INTPs just because they know what an atom is because then you get complete opposite descriptions of what intuition actually means, namely trusting the inference more than the observation. Every time you make an ISTJ accidentally type themselves as an INTJ due to poor examples, Isabel Myers’s ISTJ husband rolls in his grave.
doesn’t hold grudges
rebel with a cause
“What’s an ENFJ? Oh, it’s an INFJ, but filthy extrovert scum? Eww.” This was the general forum vibe and basically every ENFJ-typed character was either an ENFP or ESFJ. Or Hermione, Patron Goddess of Te, you ungrateful motherfuckers. The actual description isn’t bad but it’s again kind of meaningless. Anyone can be a rebel with the cause if the rules are bad enough.
Doesn’t care about manners
immune to outside influence
don’t care about people except as pawns
spits out thoughts
I kind of get how ENTP and ENTJ get mistyped as each other on the forums now given the idea that ENTJs don’t care about manners but ENTPs do because of inferior Si. Really, speaking as someone who generally likes Te-doms unless they’re power-tripping professors, they got a kind of bad rap on the forums. Any moderately not a ruthless murderer businessperson was automatically an ENTP Entrepreneur which, yeah, you can’t spell Entrepreneur without ENTP but you also can’t spell it without Ent Pee and I haven’t seen any Tolkienites with a very specific fetish show up trying to sell me stuff. I think I lost the plot but you know what I mean. ENTJs: not just three embodiments of avarice in a trenchcoat.
In conclusion forums killed my pet turtle and ate all of my chocolate chips, and please learn how to structure a goddamn argument before you talk on the internet.
A final thought from said forums:
“Everyone has the right to type as they like” I mean true but I also have the right to walk around in crocs with a sign that says 2+2=17, doesn’t mean I’m correct about either math or fashion
This is a former slave community or “street” that continued to be occupied after emancipation. It is a good example of a double-sided street, common throughout the Low Country. Sitting in front f the house to socialize was also a cultural pattern that continues today.