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Me and this beautiful Monarch were just hangin' around at the Butterfly Garden the other night. For Bokeh Wednesdays!
The floss of a Common Milkweed plant in a beautiful floral shape. Pretty special, isn't it? In the Butterfly Garden at Prairie Park Nature Center in Lawrence. This one's for Monochrome Bokeh Thursday.
Compare this bunkhouse photo to one taken a hundred years ago.
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Adams Ranger Station. Nez Perce National Forest, Idaho.
Probably the most recognizable butterfly in North America. And the most endangered. The first Monarchs arrived at the El Rosario Refuge high in Sierra Madres of Mexico this week, while fresh ones were still emerging from my waystation for the fall migration. Tropical milkweed in the photo is an excellent choice to provide for Monarchs. All butterflies are attracted to the blooms and it's a larval food plant for Monarchs.
Our beautiful world, pass it on
Didyma Ancient Cities
Didyma (/ˈdɪdɨmə/; Ancient Greek: Δίδυμα) was an ancient Greek sanctuary on the coast of Ionia. It contained a temple and oracle of Apollo, the Didymaion. In Greek didyma means "twin", but the Greeks who sought a "twin" at Didyma ignored the Carian origin of the name.[1] Next to Delphi, Didyma was the most renowned oracle of the Hellenic world, first mentioned among the Greeks in the Homeric Hymn to Apollo,[2] but an establishment preceding literacy and even the Hellenic colonization of Ionia. Mythic genealogies of the origins of the Branchidae line of priests, designed to capture the origins of Didyma as a Hellenic tradition, date to the Hellenistic period.[3] The ruins of Didyma are located at a short distance to the northwest of modern Didim in Aydin Province, Turkey, whose name is derived from Didyma's.
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Bust of a marble kouros from the Sacred Way at Didyma, now in the British Museum, 550 BC[4]
Didyma was the largest and most significant sanctuary on the territory of the great classical city Miletus. To approach it, visitors would follow the Sacred Way to Didyma, about 17 km long. Along the way, were ritual waystations, and statues of members of the Branchidae family, male and female, as well as animal figures. Some of these statues, dating to the 6th century BC, are now in the British Museum, taken by the British archaeologist Charles Newton in the 19th century.[5]
Greek and Roman authors laboured to refer the name Didyma to "twin" temples — not a feature of the site — or to temples of the twins, Apollo and Artemis, whose own cult center at Didyma was only recently established, or whether, as Wilamowitz suggested[6] there is a connection to Cybele Dindymene, "Cybele of Mount Dindymon", is mooted. Recent excavations by the German team of archaeologists have uncovered a major sanctuary dedicated to Artemis, with the key ritual focus being water.
The 6th century Didymaion, dedicated to Apollo, enclosed its smaller predecessor, which archaeologists have identified. Its treasury was enriched by gifts from Croesus.
I just happened to spot this freshly eclosed female monarch in my garden today! The chrysalis was on the underside of a leaf in my little coneflower patch, only a few feet from the milkweed so I guess she didn't travel far. Andover, NJ - Monarch Waystation # 11842.
This was the least skittish butterfly I spotted at the Butterfly Garden this morning. It stayed on these Black-Eyed Susan flowers and didn't fly away when I approached. I believe this is a Pearl Crescent. Love how the butterfly colors perfectly match the colors of the flowers. A natural match.
Monarch Waystation,
University of Kansas,
Lawrence (Douglas County), KS.
A much easier subject for me to photograph than the Hummingbird Moths; especially when they land on a metal arbor such as this at the Butterfly Garden. And since this one isn't tagged, I did have to check the identification photos to make sure it isn't a Viceroy. At the University of Kansas in Lawrence, KS.
Monarchs have enormous compound eyes that consist of thousands of ommatidia, each of which senses light and images. The two antennae and the two palpi, which are densely covered with scales, sense molecules in the air and gives butterflies a sense of smell. The straw-like proboscis is the butterfly's tongue, through which it sucks nectar and water for nourishment. When not in use, the butterfly curls up its proboscis.
Our beautiful world, pass it on.
This was an extremely lucky and difficult shot to take. I had spotted two Monarch butterflies following one another around the garden. I had already been taking some macro shots, so I simply set my speed at 1/2000, and followed the Monarchs shooting as I went along. I must have appeared to be quite hilarious, if any neighbors were watching, as I gave chase, pointing my camera up down and all around. The butterfly on the left appears to be on the flower, but is actually in the air. Both turned out to be males.
For Totally Texture Tuesday! Another from yesterday's visit to the Butterfly Garden on West Campus at KU.
Didyma (/ˈdɪdɪmə/; Ancient Greek: Δίδυμα) was an ancient Greek sanctuary on the coast of Ionia in the domain of the famous city of Miletus. Apollo was the main deity of the sanctuary of Didyma, also called Didymaion. But it was home to both of the temples dedicated to the twins Apollo and Artemis. Other deities were also honoured within the sanctuary. The Didymaion was well renowned in antiquity because of its famed oracle. This oracle of Apollo was situated within what was, and is, one of the world's greatest temples to Apollo. The remains of this Hellenistic temple belong to the best preserved temples of classical antiquity. Besides this temple other buildings existed within the sanctuary which have been rediscovered recently; a Greek theatre and the foundations of the above-mentioned Hellenistic temple of Artemis, to name but two.
The ruins of Didyma are located a short distance to the northwest of modern Didim in Aydın Province, Turkey, whose name is derived from the ruins. It sits on a headland that in antiquity formed the Milesian Peninsula. Didyma was the largest and most significant sanctuary on the territory of the great classical city Miletus. The natural connection between Miletus and Didyma was by way of ship. But during antiquity the sediments from the Meander River silted up the harbour of Miletus. A slow process which eventually meant that the nearby Latmian Gulf developed from a bay into a lake (today Bafa Gölü).[2]
The linear distance between Miletus and Didyma measures some 16 km. As well as the simple footway there also existed a Sacred Way between the city and its sanctuary which measured some 20 km in distance. This Sacred Way, built in the 6th century BC, was used for festival processions.[3] It touched the harbour of Didyma, situated 3 km northwest of the sanctuary called Panormos[4] (today Mavişehir). Along this route were ritual waystations, and statues of noblemen and noblewomen, as well as animal and mythological beast figures. Some of these statues, dating to the 6th century BC, are now in the British Museum (Room 13), excavated by the British archaeologist Charles Thomas Newton in the 19th century...Wikipedia
Didyma Ancient Cities
Didyma (/ˈdɪdɨmə/; Ancient Greek: Δίδυμα) was an ancient Greek sanctuary on the coast of Ionia. It contained a temple and oracle of Apollo, the Didymaion. In Greek didyma means "twin", but the Greeks who sought a "twin" at Didyma ignored the Carian origin of the name.[1] Next to Delphi, Didyma was the most renowned oracle of the Hellenic world, first mentioned among the Greeks in the Homeric Hymn to Apollo,[2] but an establishment preceding literacy and even the Hellenic colonization of Ionia. Mythic genealogies of the origins of the Branchidae line of priests, designed to capture the origins of Didyma as a Hellenic tradition, date to the Hellenistic period.[3] The ruins of Didyma are located at a short distance to the northwest of modern Didim in Aydin Province, Turkey, whose name is derived from Didyma's.
www.britishmuseum.org/explore/highlights/highlight_object...
www.britishmuseum.org/research/collection_online/search.a...
Bust of a marble kouros from the Sacred Way at Didyma, now in the British Museum, 550 BC[4]
Didyma was the largest and most significant sanctuary on the territory of the great classical city Miletus. To approach it, visitors would follow the Sacred Way to Didyma, about 17 km long. Along the way, were ritual waystations, and statues of members of the Branchidae family, male and female, as well as animal figures. Some of these statues, dating to the 6th century BC, are now in the British Museum, taken by the British archaeologist Charles Newton in the 19th century.[5]
Greek and Roman authors laboured to refer the name Didyma to "twin" temples — not a feature of the site — or to temples of the twins, Apollo and Artemis, whose own cult center at Didyma was only recently established, or whether, as Wilamowitz suggested[6] there is a connection to Cybele Dindymene, "Cybele of Mount Dindymon", is mooted. Recent excavations by the German team of archaeologists have uncovered a major sanctuary dedicated to Artemis, with the key ritual focus being water.
The 6th century Didymaion, dedicated to Apollo, enclosed its smaller predecessor, which archaeologists have identified. Its treasury was enriched by gifts from Croesus.
Didyma (/ˈdɪdɪmə/; Ancient Greek: Δίδυμα) was an ancient Greek sanctuary on the coast of Ionia in the domain of the famous city of Miletus. Apollo was the main deity of the sanctuary of Didyma, also called Didymaion. But it was home to both of the temples dedicated to the twins Apollo and Artemis. Other deities were also honoured within the sanctuary. The Didymaion was well renowned in antiquity because of its famed oracle. This oracle of Apollo was situated within what was, and is, one of the world's greatest temples to Apollo. The remains of this Hellenistic temple belong to the best preserved temples of classical antiquity. Besides this temple other buildings existed within the sanctuary which have been rediscovered recently; a Greek theatre and the foundations of the above-mentioned Hellenistic temple of Artemis, to name but two.
The ruins of Didyma are located a short distance to the northwest of modern Didim in Aydın Province, Turkey, whose name is derived from the ruins. It sits on a headland that in antiquity formed the Milesian Peninsula. Didyma was the largest and most significant sanctuary on the territory of the great classical city Miletus. The natural connection between Miletus and Didyma was by way of ship. But during antiquity the sediments from the Meander River silted up the harbour of Miletus. A slow process which eventually meant that the nearby Latmian Gulf developed from a bay into a lake (today Bafa Gölü).[2]
The linear distance between Miletus and Didyma measures some 16 km. As well as the simple footway there also existed a Sacred Way between the city and its sanctuary which measured some 20 km in distance. This Sacred Way, built in the 6th century BC, was used for festival processions.[3] It touched the harbour of Didyma, situated 3 km northwest of the sanctuary called Panormos[4] (today Mavişehir). Along this route were ritual waystations, and statues of noblemen and noblewomen, as well as animal and mythological beast figures. Some of these statues, dating to the 6th century BC, are now in the British Museum (Room 13), excavated by the British archaeologist Charles Thomas Newton in the 19th century...Wikipedia
Happy Flower Thursday! I had no idea what this was when I first spotted it at the Butterfly Garden but have since identified it as a Clearwing Sphinx Moth which is another Hummingbird Moth. Unfortunately, I focused on the tail end a bit more than the head. I'll hopefully see these again, so I can try to get a better shot. At the University of Kansas in Lawrence, KS.
Attendies of the annual Prairie Fire Bioneers Conference install a monarch waystation at the Knox Farm.
When I first uploaded this photo, I was really bummed out that it was so blurry, caught in mid-motion; I loved the expression, the stance, the composition. "This could've been a great portrait," I thought.
But I still loved this shot, even in all its edgy blurry strangeness. Then I realized that it's a pretty good representation of being eleven, which is, when you think about it, an edgy, blurry, strange age -- not yet a teenager, but not quite a child. Eleven is sort of a twitchy waystation for puberty, a time when cheeky babyfaces slowly take on the angles and planes of impending maturity, and the push/pull of "I need you / leave me alone" begins to gradually emerge.
My son's eleventh birthday was a celebration of friends and cake and giggly goofiness and pure childhood joy; but just for a second my camera captured this tiny glimpse of the young man he is waiting to become.
I had 6 Monarchs in my "Monarch Waystation" today which is one more than i have ever had at one time.
The Virginia Department of Transportation (VDOT) and Dominion Virginia Power teamed up with the Loudoun Wildlife Conservancy, Native Plant Society and Valley Land on Tuesday to plant more than 8,000 pollinator-friendly plants at the Dale City Rest Area on Interstate 95 north in Northern Virginia. This project is part of VDOT’s Pollinator Habitat Program, which aims to create “waystations” or refuges for Monarch butterflies and other threatened pollinators.
Monarch on Blazing Star. Photo taken this morning in my "Monarch Waystation". There were 4 of them yesterday but it was way to hot to go out and photograph them, today there were two.
There is so much to see and learn in the displays at Ellis Island. One of my ancestors came through here from Finland 123 years ago. Most entered the country rather quickly others had to remain here for a time until allowed in or sent back "across the pond". There is a section of one of the rooms where the graffiti on a wall has been preserved, messages from those hopefuls of 100 years ago. August 7, 2022.
Didyma Ancient Cities
Didyma (/ˈdɪdɨmə/; Ancient Greek: Δίδυμα) was an ancient Greek sanctuary on the coast of Ionia. It contained a temple and oracle of Apollo, the Didymaion. In Greek didyma means "twin", but the Greeks who sought a "twin" at Didyma ignored the Carian origin of the name.[1] Next to Delphi, Didyma was the most renowned oracle of the Hellenic world, first mentioned among the Greeks in the Homeric Hymn to Apollo,[2] but an establishment preceding literacy and even the Hellenic colonization of Ionia. Mythic genealogies of the origins of the Branchidae line of priests, designed to capture the origins of Didyma as a Hellenic tradition, date to the Hellenistic period.[3] The ruins of Didyma are located at a short distance to the northwest of modern Didim in Aydin Province, Turkey, whose name is derived from Didyma's.
Bust of a marble kouros from the Sacred Way at Didyma, now in the British Museum, 550 BC[4]
Didyma was the largest and most significant sanctuary on the territory of the great classical city Miletus. To approach it, visitors would follow the Sacred Way to Didyma, about 17 km long. Along the way, were ritual waystations, and statues of members of the Branchidae family, male and female, as well as animal figures. Some of these statues, dating to the 6th century BC, are now in the British Museum, taken by the British archaeologist Charles Newton in the 19th century.[5]
Greek and Roman authors laboured to refer the name Didyma to "twin" temples — not a feature of the site — or to temples of the twins, Apollo and Artemis, whose own cult center at Didyma was only recently established, or whether, as Wilamowitz suggested[6] there is a connection to Cybele Dindymene, "Cybele of Mount Dindymon", is mooted. Recent excavations by the German team of archaeologists have uncovered a major sanctuary dedicated to Artemis, with the key ritual focus being water.
The 6th century Didymaion, dedicated to Apollo, enclosed its smaller predecessor, which archaeologists have identified. Its treasury was enriched by gifts from Croesus.
Old Bent's Fort was located on the Santa Fe Trail and active during the 1830s and 1840s. It served as a trading post, way station, and eventually a military post during the Mexican War. It was also a meeting and cultural exchange point for American, Mexican, and Native American cultures.
Attendies of the annual Prairie Fire Bioneers Conference install a monarch waystation at the Knox Farm.
Alberta Wheat Pool
The Alberta Wheat Pool Grain Elevator Site Complex is comprised of a late 1920s grain elevator with two attached 1985 crib annexes and an office building. It is located on one urban lot in the heart of the Village of Andrew.
Canada's Historic Places - Alberta Wheat Pool Grain Elevator Site Complex, Andrew
Happy Bokeh Wednesdays from the Butterfly Garden!
This is hands down my favorite place to visit, no matter which season it is. In the Spring, everything is budding and coming to life after a long winter. In the Summer, the butterfly activity is abundant as the wildflowers are blooming. In the Fall, the leaves are changing colors on the many trees located here. Finally, in the Winter, you find beautiful berries on the trees and lovely pods and dried buds such as this. I can't pick a favorite season to visit, but always find beautiful things to photograph.
Monarch Waystation,
University of Kansas,
Lawrence (Douglas County), KS.
Well, we got a huge amount of snow today and campus will still be closed tomorrow, so that means no work for another day, but it means more shoveling the driveway and sidewalk as it is still snowing now. Hopefully, I can get out after I shovel again in the morning for some snow shots and if not, maybe I can catch up on posting some photos.
This is number 130 in the 'Before Time' postcard series - published (most likely) in the 1920s and depicting scenes of the 1890s. The pipe-smoking chap's conical wax-paper hat cleverly doubles as an umbrella. The folks look pretty chill just hanging out. Cue up the Rolling Stones' "Waiting on a Friend" ;-)
Exploring the old bunkhouses downhill from the rental cabin. The one on the right appears to be in good shape and is still in use, but the one on the left is locked up and falling into disrepair.
Adams Ranger Station. Nez Perce National Forest, Idaho.
Didyma (Greek: Δίδυμα) was an ancient Ionian sanctuary, the modern Didim, Turkey,[1] containing a temple and oracle of Apollo, the Didymaion. In Greek didyma means "twin", but the Greeks who sought a "twin" at Didyma ignored the Carian origin of the name.[2] Next to Delphi, Didyma was the most renowned oracle of the Hellenic world, first mentioned among the Greeks in the Homeric Hymn to Apollo,[3] but an establishment preceding literacy and even the Hellenic colonization of Ionia. Mythic genealogies of the origins of the Branchidae line of priests, designed to capture the origins of Didyma as a Hellenic tradition, date to the Hellenistic period.[4]
Didyma was the largest and most significant sanctuary on the territory of the great classical city Miletus. To approach it, visitors would follow the Sacred Way to Didyma, about 17 km long. Along the way, were ritual waystations, and statues of members of the Branchidae family, male and female, as well as animal figures. Some of these statues, dating to the 6th century BC are now in the British Museum, taken by Charles Newton in the 19th century.
Greek and Roman authors laboured to refer the name Didyma to "twin" temples — not a feature of the site — or to temples of the twins, Apollo and Artemis, whose own cult center at Didyma was only recently established, or whether, as Wilamowitz suggested[5] there is a connection to Cybele Dindymene, "Cybele of Mount Dindymon", is mooted. Recent excavations by the German team of archaeologists have uncovered a major sanctuary dedicated to Artemis, with the key ritual focus being water.
The 6th-century Didymaion, dedicated to Apollo, enclosed its smaller predecessor, which archaeologists have identified. Its treasury was enriched by gifts from Croesus.
Didyma Ancient Cities
Didyma (/ˈdɪdɨmə/; Ancient Greek: Δίδυμα) was an ancient Greek sanctuary on the coast of Ionia. It contained a temple and oracle of Apollo, the Didymaion. In Greek didyma means "twin", but the Greeks who sought a "twin" at Didyma ignored the Carian origin of the name.[1] Next to Delphi, Didyma was the most renowned oracle of the Hellenic world, first mentioned among the Greeks in the Homeric Hymn to Apollo,[2] but an establishment preceding literacy and even the Hellenic colonization of Ionia. Mythic genealogies of the origins of the Branchidae line of priests, designed to capture the origins of Didyma as a Hellenic tradition, date to the Hellenistic period.[3] The ruins of Didyma are located at a short distance to the northwest of modern Didim in Aydin Province, Turkey, whose name is derived from Didyma's.
Bust of a marble kouros from the Sacred Way at Didyma, now in the British Museum, 550 BC[4]
Didyma was the largest and most significant sanctuary on the territory of the great classical city Miletus. To approach it, visitors would follow the Sacred Way to Didyma, about 17 km long. Along the way, were ritual waystations, and statues of members of the Branchidae family, male and female, as well as animal figures. Some of these statues, dating to the 6th century BC, are now in the British Museum, taken by the British archaeologist Charles Newton in the 19th century.[5]
Greek and Roman authors laboured to refer the name Didyma to "twin" temples — not a feature of the site — or to temples of the twins, Apollo and Artemis, whose own cult center at Didyma was only recently established, or whether, as Wilamowitz suggested[6] there is a connection to Cybele Dindymene, "Cybele of Mount Dindymon", is mooted. Recent excavations by the German team of archaeologists have uncovered a major sanctuary dedicated to Artemis, with the key ritual focus being water.
The 6th century Didymaion, dedicated to Apollo, enclosed its smaller predecessor, which archaeologists have identified. Its treasury was enriched by gifts from Croesus.
I promise this is the last variation of the photo I posted a few days ago (see image in comments below). For this photo I converted the image to black and white and then applied a fire texture, with the difference setting. All processing done in iPiccy.
Thanks for looking and letting me know what you think of my image.
Monarch Waystation,
Foley Hall,
University of Kansas,
Lawrence (Douglas County), KS.
Old Bent's Fort was located on the Santa Fe Trail and active during the 1830s and 1840s. It served as a trading post, way station, and eventually a military post during the Mexican War. It was also a meeting and cultural exchange point for American, Mexican, and Native American cultures.
I spent a full day and a 1/2 here, read and took in everything in the 'National Historic site' museum and in this reconstructed long house with a fire kept burning inside, and its outbuildings. There were few other tourists, and the site was quiet, peaceful, and quite un-Vikinglike.
- The history of the Vikings' contact and interaction with 'the Skraelings' defines the history of Vinland and this place, whether or not it was Vinland or a Viking waystation. From what I recall learning here, when the Vikings and the Skraelings (the indigenous locals) first met at Vinland, they traded and the Skraelings were introduced to and were fascinated by milk, and drank their fill. [I haven't read any reference to milk in the relevant portions of the Sagas, copied and pasted below. - ? Where did I hear this, or is it a false memory?] But then a cow or a bull ran towards the trading party which alarmed the Skraelings and they ran away. When they returned at a later date, they were hostile (the milk didn't agree with them?), and were spinning disks in a counter-clockwise direction high on sticks [nope again, see below] while paddling forward in their canoes or kayaks. They attacked the settlement and the Viking men ran, but one of the women [Freydis] stood and called out to them "You're pathetic! I will stay and fight!" and took out her breast and slapped it with a sword (?), which struck fear into the Skraelings for some reason, and who then ran away. [This is somewhat accurate, see below.] But the Vikings knew that relations would not improve with the now hostile Skraelings and that Vinland had become too dangerous, so they packed up and returned to Greenland.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nhwxaANfb1c
- Grapes grew in Vinland according to the sagas, but no grapes grow or grew in Newfoundland or Labrador in the 11th cent. However, 3 butternuts (and a piece of butternut tree wood) were found at L'Anse aux Meadows which don't grow north of latter-day New Brunswick or the St. Lawrence valley in Quebec as far east as Baie St. Paul (east of Quebec city today), proof that the Vikings had traveled at least that far south and which has raised the possibility (or the likelihood) that L'Anse aux Meadows was a way-station en route to the real Vinland somewhere further south. Wild grapes, or 'streambank grapes', have grown and still grow along the coast of N.B., along the rivers in the east which lead to the Bay of Fundy but also in the Miramichi area (Miramichi is more accessible from NL, but the Fundy coast accords better with the Sagas' description of Vinland), and in the St. Lawrence river valley. In N.B. they grow alongside butternuts. Butternuts aren't native to Nova Scotia or to P.E.I. (The butternut is a North American species of walnut). www.canadianmysteries.ca/sites/vinland/whereisvinland/new...
- "Modern archaeological studies have suggested that the L'Anse aux Meadows site was not Vinland itself, but rather was within a larger area called Vinland which extended south from L'Anse aux Meadows to the St. Lawrence River and New Brunswick. L'Anse aux Meadows served as an exploration base and winter camp for expeditions heading southward into the Gulf. The settlements of Vinland mentioned in these two sagas, Leifsbudir (Leif Ericson) and Hóp (Norse Greenlanders), have both been claimed as the L'Anse aux Meadows site." (Wikipedia)
- "Archaeological evidence of the dwellings suggest it had the capacity of supporting 30 to 160 people. The entire population of Greenland at the time was @ 2,500, indicating that the L'Anse aux Meadows site was less than 10 % of the Norse settlement on Greenland. As Julian D. Richards notes: "It seems highly unlikely that the Norse had sufficient resources to construct a string of such settlements,"" (Wikipedia) which supports a designation of this site as Vinland. But | think New Brunswick, the land of butternuts, grapes and vines, has the much better claim.
- "In the late 16th cent. Sigurður Stefánsson, a young teacher from Skálholt and grandson of a Skálholt bishop, used the available documentary evidence to mark the sites of the ancient Norse discoveries in the western Atlantic, including Vinland, on a map." The 1590 Skálholt Map, a 1690 copy of which survives, indicates Latinized Norse place-names in North America and clearly shows a long narrow promontory pointing north from the southernmost bottom of the map and on the west coast of the Atlantic, 'the Promontory of Vinland' just west of coastal Skralingeland, which in turn is south of coastal Markland, Helleland and the great, thick, well-indentured mass of Gronlandia (Greenland). "By matching latitudes with the British Isles, the map shows the northern tip of "Vinland" as being at about 51 degrees north, the same latitude as the southern tip of Ireland and Bristol, England. When this information was transferred to more modern maps, it indicated, among other things, that Sigurður had marked the promontory of Vinland at the same position as the northern promontory of Newfoundland ['the Great Northern Peninsula'], which was one of the factors that encouraged successful archaeological investigations by Anne Stine and Helge Ingstad in the 1960s at L'Anse aux Meadows." But the 1590 map postdates John Cabot by 83 years. Isn't it possible that Stefánsson had access to information provided by 16th cent. sailors and whalers? After all, Red Bay, the world's 'whaling capital' of the 1570s, faced the northern tip of that peninsula.
- The first reference to Vinland by a European was made in 1073 (!). Adam of Bremen, a German cleric, wrote the following then in his account of the history of the archbishops of Hamburg-Bremen who held ecclesiastical authority over Scandinavia at that time. "He [the Danish king Sven Estridsson] also told me of another island discovered by many in that ocean. It is called Vinland because vines grow there on their own accord, producing the most excellent wine. Moreover, that unsown crops abound there, we have ascertained not from fabulous conjecture but from the reliable reports of the Danes." (Wikipedia)
- Helge and Anne Ingstad, the Norwegian archaeologists who found this site in 1960, searched this stretch of coast along the northern 'French shore' carefully for any sign of a Viking settlement on the basis of their research and their theories, and were shown the mysterious mounds here (the site of the longhouse and related bldg.s) by one George Decker, a resident in the small fishing hamlet of L'Anse aux Meadows. The locals had referred to the mounds as the "old Indian camp."
- The discovery of a distinctive Viking-era 'spindle whorl' here was definitive proof that this is a Viking site.
- There are rumours that the Newfoundland dog is an indigenous breed, and was found with and obtained from the Beothuks, but that it's very similar to the Norwegian wolf-hound or boar-hound (? I forget), with no similarity to any other species of indigenous dog in North America, and so it can only be assumed that it was obtained in trade with or in raids against the Vikings by the Beothuks' 'Skraeling' ancestors, or that it was something of a Viking leftover. But this is almost certainly just a fun myth. "Genome analysis indicates that Newfoundlands are related to the Irish water spaniel, Labrador Retriever, and Curly-Coated Retriever. The Newfoundland was originally bred and used as a working dog for fishermen in Newfoundland." (Wikipedia)
- L'Anse aux Meadows was in the first batch of 12 Unesco world heritage sites to be designated anywhere (along with Nahanni National park in the NWT, Yellowstone and Mesa Verde in the U.S.; the Galapagos and colonial Quito in Ecuador; the rock-hewn churches of Lalibela and Simien National park in the highlands of Ethiopia; Goree Island in Senegal; the historic centre of Krakow and the beautiful Wieliczka and Bochnia Salt Mines in Poland; and Aachen cathedral in Germany).
- L'Anse aux Meadows is said to be a corruption of the French L'Anse aux Méduses, 'Cove of Jellyfish'. The Northern Peninsula had been known as 'the French shore' for centuries, where France had fishing rights by treaty. "A more recent supposition is that it is derived from "L'Anse à la Médée", or "The cove of the Medea", the name it bears on an 1862 French naval chart. Whether Medea or Medusa, it is possible that the name refers to a French naval vessel." (Wikipedia)
- It was either here in L'Anse aux Meadows or in St. Anthony that I was permitted to bed down o/s in my sleeping bad on my groundsheet in someone's shed for the night. Another night in either place was spent on a couch in someone's basement rec room.
- From L'Anse aux Meadows I hitched back down the 436 to the 430 and turned and headed to that end of the road at St. Anthony where I toured the famous Dr. Wilfred Grenfell House museum. (I'll write about the heroic Grenfell, the Grenfell mission, and the museum in this space sometime soon.) ... I'll scan a photo of a large, brass plaque he'd had made, and which was on a bench on the verandah with a pair of old snowshoes, to commemorate Moody, Watch, and Spy, 3 dogs he had to sacrifice and in so doing saved his own life when he was famously stranded on an ice-flow on April 21, 1904. www.flickr.com/photos/31155442@N03/32962801401/in/datepos...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wD-i_86GDGI
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5qQcGzuhlc
- I saw the 8 famous bas-relief 'murals' or panels created by artist Jordi Bonet in '67 for the foyer of the hospital in St. Anthony, representing the Inuit and the land of Labrador, and "honoring all those who have dedicated their lives to the Grenfell mission". www.flickr.com/photos/31155442@N03/33404697916 Quite a body of Bonet's work is shown in this video (very 60s, and Quebecois somehow, although Bonet was originally from Spain). The St. Anthony works are seen at the 1:15 min. pt. and from 1:19 to 1:25. www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mt91h1NGkfw (I'll scan a shot or 2 from this foyer.)
- From St. Anthony I hitched back the length of the 430 to the Trans-Canada at Deer Lake, and took that to the turn-off north to the 420 which I followed up past Sop's Arm to Jackson's Arm, as far as that road goes, and where I caught the ferry to Great Harbour Deep, an isolated outport on the east coast of the great northern peninsula. (See the next photo of the two men, with the stack of wood and the harbour in the background.)
I've 'copied and pasted' the relevant portions of the Viking sagas just below.:
- From the “Grœnlendinga saga – The Saga of the Greenlanders”, notendur.hi.is/haukurth/utgafa/greenlanders.html :
After the Vikings had arrived at a land south of 'Markland', thought to be Labrador, "they counsel, and formed the resolution of remaining there for the winter, and built there large houses. There was no want of salmon in the river or in the lake, and larger salmon than they had seen before. The nature of the country was, as they thought, so good that cattle would not require house feeding in winter, for there came no frost in winter, and little did the grass whither there. Day and night were more equal than in Greenland or Iceland, for on the shortest day was the sun above the horizon from half-past seven in the forenoon till half-past four in the afternoon." This sounds more like the Carolinas than Newfoundland. Later they found and harvested grapes there and grape-vines, and then returned to Greenland.
- "Now there was much talk about Leif's voyage to Vinland, and Thorvald, his brother, thought that the land had been much too little explored. Then said Leif to Thorvald: "You can go with my ship, brother! if you will, to Vinland ...
"Thorvald made ready for this voyage with 30 men, ... Then they made their ship ready, and put to sea, and nothing is told of their voyage until they came to Leif's booths in Vinland. There they laid up their ship, and spent a pleasant winter, and caught fish for their support. But in the spring, said Thorvald, they should make ready the ship, and that some of the men should take the ship's long-boat around the western part of the land, and explore there during the summer. The land appeared to them fair and woody, and but a short distance between the wood and the sea, and white sands; there were many islands, and much shallow water. They found neither dwellings of men nor beasts, except upon an island, to the westward, where they found a corn-shed of wood, but many works of men they found not; and they then went back and came to Leif's booths in the autumn. But the next summer, Thorvald went eastward with the ship, and around the land to the northward. Here a heavy storm came upon them when off a ness, so that they were driven ashore, and the keel broke off from the ship, and they remained here a long time, and repaired their ship. ... After [they had repaired the keel] they sailed away round the eastern shores of the land, and into the mouths of the firths, which lay nearest thereto, and to a point of land which stretched out, and was covered all over with wood. There they came to, with the ship, and shoved out a plank to the land, and Thorvald went up the country with all his companions. He then said: "Here it is beautiful, and here would I like to raise my dwelling." Then went they to the ship, and saw upon the sands within the promontory 3 elevations, and went thither, and saw there 3 skin boats (canoes), and 3 men under each. Then they divided their people, and caught them all, except one, who got away with his boat. They killed the other 8, and then went back to the cape, and looked round them, and saw some heights inside of the frith, and supposed that these were dwellings. After that, so great a drousiness came upon them that they could not keep awake, and they all fell asleep. Then came a shout over them, so that they all awoke. Thus said the shout: "Wake thou! Thorvald! and all thy companions, if you will preserve life, and return to your ship, with all your men, and leave the land without delay." Then an innumerable crowd of skin boats rushed out from the interior of the frith, and made towards them. Thorvald then said: "We will put out the battle-skreen, and defend ourselves as well as we can, but fight little against them." So they did, and the Skrælings shot at them for a time, but afterwards ran away, each as fast as he could. Then Thorvald asked his men if they had any wounds; they answered that no one was wounded. "I have a wound under the arm," said he, "for an arrow fled between the edge of the ship and the shield, in under my arm, and here is the arrow, and it will prove a mortal wound to me. Now I counsel you, that you get ready instantly to depart, but you shall bear me to that cape, where I thought it best to dwell; it may be that a true word fell from my mouth, that I should dwell there for a time; there shall you bury me, and set up crosses at my head and feet, and call the place Krossaness for ever in all time to come." Greenland was then Christianized, but Erik the Red died before Christianity was introduced. Now Thorvald died, but they did all things according to his directions, and then went away and returned to their companions, and told to each other the tidings which they knew, and dwelt there for the winter, and gathered grapes and vines to load the ship. But in the spring they made ready to sail to Greenland, and came with their ship in Eriksfjord, and could now tell great tidings to Leif.
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The more interesting saga is that of Eirik the Red sagadb.org/eiriks_saga_rauda.en
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Chapter 10
Karlsefni proceeded southwards along the land, with Snorri and Bjarni and the rest of the company. They journeyed a long while, and until they arrived at a river, which came down from the land and fell into a lake, and so on to the sea. There were large islands off the mouth of the river, and they could not come into the river except at high flood-tide.
Karlsefni and his people sailed to the mouth of the river, and called the land Hop. There they found fields of wild wheat wherever there were low grounds; and the vine in all places were there was rough rising ground. Every rivulet there was full of fish. They made holes where the land and water joined and where the tide went highest; and when it ebbed they found halibut in the holes. There was great plenty of wild animals of every form in the wood. They were there half a month, amusing themselves, and not becoming aware of anything. Their cattle they had with them. And early one morning, as they looked around, they beheld 9 canoes made of hides, and snout-like staves were being brandished from the boats, and they made a noise like flails, and twisted round in the direction of the sun's motion.
Then Karlsefni said, "What will this betoken?" Snorri answered him, "It may be that it is a token of peace; let us take a white shield and go to meet them." And so they did. Then did they in the canoes row forwards, and showed surprise at them, and came to land. They were short men, ill-looking, with their hair in disorderly fashion on their heads; they were large-eyed, and had broad cheeks. And they stayed there awhile in astonishment. Afterwards they rowed away to the south, off the headland.
Chapter 11
They had built their settlements up above the lake. And some of the dwellings were well within the land, but some were near the lake. Now they remained there that winter. They had no snow whatever, and all their cattle went out to graze without keepers. When spring began, they beheld one morning early, that a fleet of hide-canoes was rowing from the south off the headland; so many were they as if the sea were strewn with pieces of charcoal, and there was also the brandishing of staves as before from each boat. Then they held shields up, and a market was formed between them; and this people in their purchases preferred red cloth; in exchange they had furs to give, and skins quite grey. They wished also to buy swords and lances, but Karlsefni and Snorri forbad it. They offered for the cloth dark hides, and took in exchange a long span of cloth, and bound it round their heads; and so matters went on for a while. But when the stock of cloth began to grow small, then they split it asunder, so that it was not more than a finger's breadth. The Skrælingar (Esquimaux) gave for it still quite as much, or more than before.
Chapter 12
Now it came to pass that a bull, which belonged to Karlsefni's people, rushed out of the wood and bellowed loudly at the same time. The Skrælingar, frightened there-at, rushed away to their canoes, and rowed south along the coast. There was then nothing seen of them for 3 weeks together. When that time was gone by, there was seen approaching from the south a great crowd of Skrælingar boats, coming down upon them like a stream, the staves this time being all brandished in the direction opposite to the sun's motion, and the Skrælingar were all howling loudly. Then took they and bare red shields to meet them. They encountered one another and fought, and there was a great shower of missiles. The Skrælingar had also war-slings, or catapults.
Then Karlsefni and Snorri see that the Skrælingar are bringing up poles, with a very large ball attached to each, to be compared in size to a sheep's stomach, dark in colour; and these flew over Karlsefni's company towards the land, and when they came down they struck the ground with a hideous noise. This produced great terror in Karlsefni and his company, so that their only impulse was to retreat up the country along the river, because it seemed as if crowds of Skrælingar were driving at them from all sides. And they stopped not until they came to certain crags. There they offered them stern resistance.
Freydis came out and saw how they were retreating. She called out, "Why run you away from such worthless creatures, stout men that ye are, when, as seems to me likely, you might slaughter them like so many cattle? Let me but have a weapon, I think I could fight better than any of you." They gave no heed to what she said. Freydis endeavoured to accompany them, still she soon lagged behind, because she was not well; she went after them into the wood, and the Skrælingar directed their pursuit after her. She came upon a dead man; Thorbrand, Snorri's son, with a flat stone fixed in his head; his sword lay beside him, so she took it up and prepared to defend herself therewith.
Then came the Skrælingar upon her. She let down her sark and struck her breast with the naked sword. At this they were frightened, rushed off to their boats, and fled away. Karlsefni and the rest came up to her and praised her zeal. Two of Karlsefni's men fell, and four of the Skrælingar, notwithstanding they had overpowered them by superior numbers. After that, they proceeded to their booths, and began to reflect about the crowd of men which attacked them upon the land; it appeared to them now that the one troop will have been that which came in the boats, and the other troop will have been a delusion of sight. The Skrælingar also found a dead man, and his axe lay beside him. One of them struck a stone with it, and broke the axe. It seemed to them good for nothing, as it did not withstand the stone, and they threw it down.
Chapter 13
[Karlsefni and his company] were now of [the] opinion that though the land might be choice and good, there would be always war and terror overhanging them, from those who dwelt there before them. They made ready, therefore, to move away, with intent to go to their own land. They sailed forth northwards, and found 5 Skrælingar in jackets of skin, sleeping [near the sea], and they had with them a chest, and in it was marrow of animals mixed with blood; and they considered that these must have been outlawed. They slew them. Afterwards they came to a headland and a multitude of wild animals; and this headland appeared as if it might be a cake of cow-dung, because the animals passed the winter there. Now they came to Straumsfjordr, where also they had abundance of all kinds. It is said by some that Bjarni and Freydis remained there, and a hundred men with them, and went not further away. But Karlsefni and Snorri journeyed southwards, and forty men with them, and after staying no longer than scarcely two months at Hop, had come back the same summer. Karlsefni set out with a single ship to seek Thorhall, but the (rest of the) company remained behind. He and his people went northwards off Kjalarnes, and were then borne onwards towards the west, and the land lay on their larboard-side, and was nothing but wilderness. And when they had proceeded for a long time, there was a river which came down from the land, flowing from the east towards the west . They directed their course within the river's mouth, and lay opposite the southern bank.
Chapter 14
One morning Karlsefni's people beheld as it were a glittering speak above the open space in front of them, and they shouted at it. It stirred itself, and it was a being of the race of men that have only one foot, and he came down quickly to where they lay. Thorvald, son of Eirik the Red, sat at the tiller, and the One-footer shot him with an arrow in the lower abdomen. He drew out the arrow. Then said Thorvald, "Good land have we reached, and fat is it about the paunch." Then the One-footer leapt away again northwards. They chased after him, and saw him occasionally, but it seemed as if he would escape them. He disappeared at a certain creek. Then they turned back, and one man spake this ditty:
"Our men chased (all true it is) a One-footer down to the shore; but the wonderful man strove hard in the race.... Hearken, Karlsefni."
Then they journeyed away back again northwards, and saw, as they thought, the land of the One-footers. They wished, however, no longer to risk their company. They conjectured the mountains to be all one range; those, that is, which were at Hop, and those which they now discovered; almost answering to one another; and it was the same distance to them on both sides from Straumsfjordr. They journeyed back, and were in Straumsfjordr the third winter. Then fell the men greatly into backsliding. They who were wifeless pressed their claims at the hands of those who were married.
Snorri, Karlsefni's son, was born the first autumn, and he was 3 winters old when they began their journey home. Now, when they sailed from Vinland, they had a southern wind, and reached Markland, and found 5 Skrælingar; one was a bearded man, two were women, two children. Karlsefni's people caught the children, but the others escaped and sunk down into the earth. And they took the children with them, and taught them their speech, and they were baptized. The children called their mother Vætilldi, and their father Uvægi. They said that kings ruled over the land of the Skrælingar, one of whom was called Avalldamon, and the other Valldidida. They said also that there were no houses, and the people lived in caves or holes. They said, moreover, that there was a land on the other side over against their land, and the people there were dressed in white garments, uttered loud cries, bare long poles, and wore fringes. This was supposed to be Hvitramannaland (whiteman's land). Then came they to Greenland, and remained with Eirik the Red during the winter."
- Update: June '25: Here's a CBC article from 2018 re the case for the identification of Miramichi and Chaleur Bay as Vinland.: www.cbc.ca/news/canada/new-brunswick/nb-vikings-miramichi...
"Wallace based her conclusions on the finding of pieces of wood, butternuts and butternut wood at the L'Anse Meadows camp. "And butternuts have never grown north of northeastern New Brunswick. They aren't native to either P.E.I. or Nova Scotia, so New Brunswick is the closest location." Wallace said the descriptions in the sagas match that part of N.B. well. "[The sagas refer to] sandbars outside the coast, rivers and wonderful hardwoods and not the least, wild grapes. And it so happens that butternuts grow in pretty much the same location as grapes and ripen at the same time," she said. "So, whoever picked those nuts would have seen those grapes." Wallace said the area would have been considered of great importance because it was named Vinland in the saga, which means 'Wine land'.
- "Another strong indication the Vikings visited the area is found in the strong similarities of the descriptions in Leif Erikson's saga and Jacques Cartier's journal. "It is exactly the same type of description." Her belief is strengthened by the saga's description of the Vikings' encounters with most of the Indigenous inhabitants at 'Hóp.' "That would fit this area very well," she said. "It would be the ancestors of the Mi'kmaq and you have Red Bank, Metepenagiag which has been inhabited for 3,000 years or more.""
www.iflscience.com/archaeological-evidence-points-to-new-...
The former home of wealthy merchant James B. Watson is the sole survivor of the elegant Federal style row houses that once lined State Street. Like other merchants of 18th and early 19th century New York City, Watson chose to live near the river in order to have an unobstructed harbor view and to be in close proximity to his shipping interests. The eastern portion (1793) which follows the line of the street was executed by an unknown architect, while the curved western portion (1806) has been attributed to the sophisticated architect, John McComb Jr, the first native born architect. Following the Civil War, the house served as a hotel until 1886 when purchased by Irish immigrant Charlotte Grace O'Brien to serve as the Mission of Our Lady of the Rosary, a waystation for young immigrant girls.
A statue of Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton stands outside the building, which is currently the rectory of her shrine. Born Elizabeth Ann Bayley in 1774 was the first American-born to be canonized, by Pope Paul VI in 1975. She founded the Sister’s of Charity of Saint Joseph’s, the first new community for religious women to be established in the United States. She also began Saint Joseph's Academy and Free School, the first free Catholic School for girls staffed by sisters in the United States.
A 1965 restoration of the mission removed the dormers and added a railing at the roofline. With the 1940 demolition of the El and the 1960s proliferation of box-and-plaza skyscrapers, the mansion now seems stranded on a too-wide street amidst oversized neighbors. In 1975, the mission was dedicated as the Rectory of the Shrine of St. Elizabeth Seton, after America's first canonized saint, who was born on Staten Island.
The James Watson House was designated a landmark by the New York City Landmarks Preservation Commission in 1965.
National Historic Register # 72000891