#Ancient Britain

[vox-anglosphere]

A mystical sunrise at Stonehenge on an August morning

[thesilicontribesman]

Iron Age Coinage, The Yorkshire Museum, York

[ancientstuff]

Absolutely astonishing discovery.

[survivethejive]

Why did Celts of the British Isles build over 4000 hill forts during the Iron Age? The answer may have something to do with the conflict between those Bronze Age cowboys who maintained traditional pastoralist transhumance lifestyles, and those in the forts who depended more on arable farming. This can also explain why British Celts were the most lactose tolerant people on Earth at that time. In this documentary I visited Barbury Castle in Wiltshire, Castle an Dinas in Cornwall and several other magnificent Iron Age hill forts.

[little-desi-historian]

Lughnasadh 2024

Happy Lughnasadh!

Lughnasadh playlist.

Lugh.

[philrayart]

Boudica (2023) poster

[kalosis91]

Boudica: Dreaming the hound

This book broke my heart and does so everytime I read it. It covers the relationship between Prasutagos and Boudica when she returns from Mona to take her place as Queen of the Iceni.

Its also during this that the beginnings of the Boudican rebellion begins, at least as history knows it. This author believes, which logic supports, that Boudica had started to rebel in secret by making and stockpiling the weapons that would be needed by the war host that faced the Roman army. Considering that the Romans had taken and destroyed the weapons the natives to Britain had it makes logical sense that the weapons they had to fight with were made somehow.

Manda Scott has Boudica discovered after the death of Prasutagos and his will reading and it then that the whipping of Boudica and the rape of her daughters takes place. Thankfully these scenes take place towards the end of the book which means that the majority of the book is enjoyable.

I do advise caution when reading this book because while the description of the rape and whipping is limited, it's still enough to paint a very clear picture of what happened.

[marshmyers]

The acclaimed author of Sistersong transforms the story of Herla and the Wild Hunt into a rich, feminist fantasy in this stunning tale of two great warriors, a war-torn land, and an ancient magic that is slowly awakening.

Britain, 60AD. Hoping to save her lover, her land, and her people from the Romans, Herla makes a desperate pact with the king of the Otherworld. But years pass unheeded in his realm, and she escapes to find everyone she loved long dead. Cursed to wield his blade, she becomes Lord of the Hunt. And for centuries, she rides, leading her immortal warriors and reaping wanderers' souls. Until the night she meets a woman on a bloody battlefield--a Saxon queen with ice-blue eyes. 

Queen Æthelburg of Wessex is a proven fighter. But when she leads her forces to disaster in battle, her husband's court turns against her. Yet King Ine needs Æthel more than ever. Something dark and dangerous is at work in the Wessex court. His own brother seeks to usurp him. And their only hope is the magic in Ine's bloodline that's lain dormant since ancient days. 

The moment she and Æthel meet, Herla knows it's no coincidence. The dead kings are waking. The Otherworld seeks to rise, to bring the people of Britain under its dominion. And as Herla and Æthel grow closer, Herla must find her humanity--and a way to break the curse--before it's too late.

PURCHASE

[twofielder]

Coin of the Day #107 (8/19/2024)

A scarce type from a mint you don’t often see…

Roman Splinter State - Britannic Empire

BI Antoninianus - 22mm 3.58g

Carausius 286-293 AD

Camulodunum Mint

Obverse IMP C CARAVSIVS AVG

Bust of Carausius right, radiate, draped, cuirassed

Reverse PROVID AVGGG

Providentia standing left, holding baton and cornucopiae, globe at feet, S left, P right, C below

RIC V 364

[joannerenaud]

Enchant the Heavens review

I've been revisiting a lot of my favorite old historicals since my beloved kitty Peggy died about a month ago, and one of them is Enchant the Heavens by Kathleen Morgan.

When I was a college student I loved romance novels, particularly historical romance, even though most of my friends at the time thought it was ridiculous and made fun of me for reading them. It made me even more stubborn, and I clung to the genre like a barnacle onto the hull of a ship. However, there was one book at the time that was too cheesy even for me, and that was Enchant the Heavens.

I found the cover embarrassing. Look, my teenage self thought, the hero’s hands look like he’s about to crack the heroine’s skull! And the hero, Marcus, was so earnest. The book was so earnest. The culture at the time was saturated with snark and irony, and sadly, I was not immune. I set the book down.

Years later, in 2011, I revisited Enchant the Heavens, and I found myself… well, enchanted. I was swept away by the epic nature of the story and the endearing characterizations. And I reread it just a week ago. I admit, I was afraid the suck fairy might’ve visited it over the intervening years. But I found myself devouring it happily just as I did all those years ago. And it’s good.

Enchant the Heavens was the first novel Kathleen Morgan ever wrote, and it was a labor of love. It’s a big, passionate, visceral, breathtakingly earnest romance.The story involves a British chieftain’s daughter, Rhianna, and the Roman governor’s nephew, Marcus, during Boudicca’s revolt, and their love is an anguished, star-crossed love that takes a great deal of blood and tears and hard work to resolve. Unlike most romances set during this period, the Celts aren’t romanticized into nature-loving New Agers, and the Romans aren’t evil. And neither the heroine or hero give up their cultures or identities in the end; in fact they work on uniting their communities in the aftermath of war. It’s mature and refreshing.

The language does have a lot of archaicisms that kind of annoying. ‘Twould! ’Twas! Naught! Okay… You just have to run with it. But if you’re willing to dive in, there is a lot to love about it. Rhianna is not afraid of revenge, or using her sword, which is really delightful (to avoid spoilers, I won’t tell you who she kills). Marcus is a reasonable guy too, but there’s just the right amount of deeply felt angst that is perfect for a story about forbidden love. Sometimes I feel that Marcus and Rhianna verge on being idealized archetypes then actual people, but it kind of fits with how epic and operatic the story is. (It really captures the vibe of ancient Irish stories like Deirdre, which was the author’s intention.) The author walks the line of having them be larger-than-life figures, but they still grow and change, from a thoughtless girl and a career-driven aristocrat to a responsible, compassionate leader and a humbled man ready to sacrifice his dreams to help his lover and her people.

The research put into this book isn’t perfect— towards the end of the book, there’s an hummingbird, native to the Americas, in Rome — but it’s thorough and thoughtful, and I liked the depiction of the historical figures. For example, the depiction of Nero, who has a brief and memorable cameo, is almost miraculous in how… sensible it is (and ahead of its time given this was written long before the current reassessment of Nero and the 2020 show at the British Museum). There’s no orgies or lions or gladiators or martyred Christians or any other cliches that I’ve seen over and over again in the few historical romances set in this period. It’s astonishing.

Anyway, this book is long. It’s also epic and sweeping in every possible way, and I have a feeling a good chunk was left on the cutting room floor. I would kill to have the original, unedited draft. Rhianna’s relationships with her friends Eilm and Cordaella are given short shrift. Also I feel the destruction of Camulodunum, and Rhianna’s role in it, was also cut a lot. I would have liked to see more of that, and Rhianna coming to terms with how her actions affected innocent civilians.

But the pacing, given how long it is, is surprisingly tight. I thought the consistent themes of freedom, symbolized by the goshawk, was really beautifully done; not heavy-handed, but subtle; and the story really embraces the pagan religions of the time in a way that’s delightful. There’s so much I can’t get into, or this review would be twice as long. There’s battles, druids, psychic visions, continent-spanning political intrigue, murder, and possibly supernatural white boars sent by the gods.

And the ending is really satisfying. I wish it were 20 to 30k longer, but it’s great as it is. It’s an absolute banger of a story. It’s not perfect but I’d give it a 4.5 out of 5 stars.

Of course, what really sucks about it all is that this was going to be the beginning of a series, and the hero’s best friend Quintus was going to get a sequel.

There was, in fact, one sequel (Enchant the Dream) featuring the heroine’s brother Cerdic. But then the author converted to Christianity sometime in the late 90s, and her entire pre-conversion historical and fantasy backlist are completely unavailable. (Of course, her post conversion backlist is available.)

It pisses me off so much, because Enchant the Heavens is so good! And I wanted to see Quintus’s story! But that’s never going to happen. And there’s never going to be a legal digital copy of this book either, because the author has seemingly disavowed it.

But we’ll always have Enchant the Heavens, and even if Morgan wants to forget her pagan past, I am grateful she wrote this book. I highly recommend it.

[shutterfox5555]

Carving of the Celtic warrior god Cocidius, early roman in age.

Bronica ETRS with 75mm lens, taken on Ilford FP4+ and developed with Ilford Ilfotec DDX

[vox-anglosphere]

The summer solstice has dawned over Stonehenge for millennia.

[shamandrummer]

The Mysterious Peterborough Petroglyphs

The Peterborough Petroglyphs are the largest collection of ancient rock carvings in all of North America, made up of over 900 images carved into crystalline limestone located near Peterborough in Ontario, Canada.

Designated a National Historic Site of Canada in 1976, local indigenous people believe that this is an entrance into the spirit world and that the Spirits actually speak to them from this location. They call it Kinoomaagewaapkong, which translates to "the rocks that teach."

The petroglyphs are carved into a single slab of crystalline limestone which is 55 metres long and 30 metres wide. About 300 of the images are decipherable shapes, including animals, humans, shamans, solar symbols, geometric shapes and boats.

It is generally believed that the indigenous Algonkian people carved the petroglyphs between 900 and 1400 AD. But rock art is usually impossible to date accurately for lack of any carbon material and dating artfiacts or relics found in proximity to the site only reveals information about the last people to be there. They could be thousands of years older than experts allow, if only because the extensive weathering of some of the glyphs implies more than 1,000 years of exposure.

There are some other mysteries surrounding these remarkable petroglyphs. The boat carvings bear little resemblance to the traditional boat of the Native Americans. One solar boat -- a stylized shaman vessel with a long mast surmounted by the sun -- is typical of petroglyphs found in northern Russia and Scandanavia. A Harvard professor believes the petroglyphs are inscriptions (and maybe even a form of written language) left by a Norse king named Woden-lithi, who was believed to have sailed from Norway down the St. Lawrence River in about 1700 B.C., long before the Greenland Viking explorations.

Another vessel depicted in the petroglyphs is a large ship with banks of oars and figure-heads at bow and stern. There is a large steering oar at the stern, a necessary feature only for vessels that are 100 feet or more in length. However, the Algonkian people who inhabited the region never built anything more seaworthy than a birch-bark canoe or a dugout. Even reluctant archaeologists admit that the ships "do not look like real Algonkian canoes" but steer away from any controversial conclusions about pre-Columbian visitors by speculating that the vessels are simply a shaman's idea of magical canoes that travel the universe.

Another peculiarity is the figure-heads at bow and stern which resemble birds. The same design can be seen in Etruscan repousse gold work of the 9th century BC. The bird-headed ships were portrayed 200 years earlier, when Egyptian artists carved their images into the walls of Pharaoh Ramses IIIs "Victory Temple" in the Valley of the Kings.

Yet another mystery is the presence in the petroglyphs of a tall figure or 'god' which stands with arms akimbo and with a halo radiating rays, presumably from the sun. Cowering before him are two minute humble humans in attitudes of supplication. Scientists think the figure may represent a sun god but there doesn't exist any known cases of sun worship among the indigenous people of the region.

Some historians and researchers believe there is more to the petroglyphs than meets the eye. Some maintain that they are in fact a sky map of the heavens based on European tradition from 3100 BC. Evidence includes four signs which are the same as those found for the identical astronomical position at Lewes, England, leading to a possible speculative connection between the Peterborough petroglyphs and the megalithic people of Ancient Britain.

So the petroglyphs of Peterborough remain an intriguing riddle, a sort of code to which the key is still missing.

[ancientstuff]

People ask me all the time if there's anything left to find. Yes, there is. So much.

[majormisunderstanding]

A small gold plate featuring two interlocked animals with single feet, their jaws gripped around each-others throat.

One of over 1600 items discovered in 2009, known as the Staffordshire Hoard. Believed hidden during the seventh or early eighth Century, it is the largest collection of Anglo-Saxon gold ever found.

[therecordchanger62279]

The Rollright Stones

File under folklore and legends, these are The Rollright Stones, an historic landmark in Britain on the borders of Oxfordshire, and Warwickshire. I first heard of them in a song from Traffic's 1973 album Shoot Out At The Fantasy Factory (lyrics below). Tales of the British isles from King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table to Stonehenge to the Druids to ancient castles to the Rollright Stones have long fascinated me - an influence I came by from listening to British Folk and Progressive Rock when I was growing up. Music is not just for listening, but also for learning.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rollright_Stones

The Rollright Stones

'Til I found out Where will I go, where will I go I don't know, I don't know I don't know where

The space is between my eyes Open up the heavenly skies Death awaits with pearly gates Those who've been mesmerized Many years has come and gone

Went to see a standing stone Some in circles, some alone Ancient, worn and weather torn They chill me to the very bone

Many of these can be seen In quiet places, fields of green Of hedgerow lanes with countless names But the only thing that remains are the roll right stones

Space age before my eyes Opening up the skies Devil waits with pearly gates For those who have been mesmerized

Many a years have come and gone But progress marches slowly on In nature's paint, she hides the stain 'Cause everybody is going insane The only, the only thing that will sustain are the roll right stones

Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones

Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones

'Til I find out Where will I go, where will I go I don't know, I don't know I don't know where

The space is between my eyes Open up the heavenly skies Death awaits with pearly gates Those who've been mesmerized Many years has come and gone

Went to see an ancient mound People buried underground Long ago, will never know What it was like to hear their sounds

Black crow, I know you've been here You've seen the sights of yesteryear You steal the grain of the conquered plain But the only thing that remains are the roll right stones

Space age before my eyes Opening up the skies Devil waits with pearly gates For those who have been mesmerized

Many a years have come and gone But progress marches slowly on In nature's paint, she hides the stain 'Cause everybody is going insane The only, the only thing that will sustain are the roll right stones

Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones

Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones

Space age before my eyes Opening up the skies And death awaits with pearly gates For those who have been mesmerized, yeah

Many a years have come and gone But progress marches slowly on In nature's paint, she hides the stain 'Cause everybody is going insane The only, the only thing that will sustain are the roll right stones

Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones Roll right stones ...

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Steve Winwood / Jim Capaldi

Roll Right Stones lyrics © Freedom Songs Ltd., F.s. Music Ltd