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Iced Brown Sugar Latte | Half Baked Harvest
October is imminent! Here’s a kind of Halloween-themed illustration to celebrate the spooky season.
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ROMAN HOLIDAY by Ines Perkovic
My Witchcraft Playlist (mostly norse)
• Víðbláinn - Peter Gundry - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZnCMLyN4gQ4
(Norse, calm, soothing, good for meditation and rituals)
• Helvegen - Wardruna - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DD65K4VR6Lw
(Odinist, norse, epic, with verses of the Hávamál)
• Tròdlabùndin - Eivør Pálsdóttir - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wsl-KHGe4Kk
(Beautiful vocals, calming)
• Herr Mannelig - Garmarna - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cy44ocuoWhE
(One of my personnal favourites, long, very soothing and helps me to sleep, tells a beautiful story)
• Federkleid - FAUN - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zOvsyamoEDg
(Slavic, elven-styled, very lively)
• Goëtia - Peter Gundry - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iF7lkXKHlA
(Occult, calm, I listen to it before alchemical work)
• All Souls Night - Loreena McKennit - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RooTTuLCfNM
(A Samhain song, lively and great for rituals with a coven)
• The Holly and the Ivy - Loreena McKennit - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_FvE-z8xV1g
(A Yule song, claming, an traditionnal English song)
• Karchata - Folknery - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=keGta1oAU2g
(Ukrainian folklore, beautiful, autenthic, great for celebrations and rituals with a coven)
• Заїнька, Русалочки - DakhaBrakha - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mAM-8kd0WG0
( Eurasian, very lively)
• Tataryn - DakhaBrakha - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sux8UupbI5I
( Eurasian, very lively)
• Völuspá (Die Weissagung aus der Lieder) Edda - Duivelspack - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BPILaMT50k
(Norse, very beautiful and soothing, calming, with verses of the Hávamál)
• Sztoj pa moru (Што й па мору) - Laboratorium Pieśni - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=04fEWQOwUD4
(Slavic, traditionnal chants)
• I Riden Så - Gjallarhorn - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MPR56PXiLqY
(Scandinavian, beautiful, calming, another one that helps me to sleep)
• Lecieli żurauli (Ой ляцелі жураўлі) - Laboratorium Pieśni - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkxKfDmKzrk
(Slavic, traditionnal chants)
• Solringen -Wardruna - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5rEeEKYbVX8
(Norse, lively, epic)
• Hekate - An Danzza - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cng6ltHvFf4
(For Hekate worship)
• Walpurgisnacht - FAUN - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLgM1QJ3S_I
(Slavic, elven-styled, very lively)
• Song for Odin - Alchemical Poetry - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJRm_jYTMO4
(Amateur-made, a cappella, odinist, beautifully relates the tale of the Alfather)
• Brun - Garmarna - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mqIcO0tDlOQ
(Slavic, calming)
• Catherine Howard’s Fate - Blackmore’s Night - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AoyD3oMrZuo
(Medieval, calming, beautiful melody and vocals)
• The Willow Maid - Erutan - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E52rxz2sjRs
(Calm, tells a beautiful story)
Arrietty the Borrower 借りぐらしのアリエッティ 2010 | dir. Hiromasa Yonebayashi
Anonymous asked: As a beginner in Classics I love your Classicist themed posts. I find your caption perfect posts a lot to think upon. I suppose it’s been more than a few years since you read Classics at Cambridge but my question is do you still bother to read any Classic texts and if so what are you currently reading?
I don’t know whether to be flattered or get depressed by your (sincere) remarks. Thank you so much for reminding me how old I must come across as my youngish Millennial bones are already starting to creak from all my sins of past sport injuries and physical exertions. I’m reminded of what J.R.R Tolkien wrote, “I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.” I know the feeling (sigh).
But pay heed, dear follower, to what Menander said of old age, Τίμα το γήρας, ου γαρ έρχεται μόνον (respect old age, for it does not come alone). Presumably he means we all carry baggage. One hopes that will be wisdom which is often in the form of experience, suffering, and regret. So I’m not ready to trade in my high heels and hiking boots for a walking stick and granny glasses just yet.
To answer your question, yes, I still to read Classical literature and poetry in their original text alongside trustworthy translations. Every day in fact.
I learned Latin when I was around 8 or 9 years old and Greek came later - my father and grandfather are Classicists - and so it would be hard to shake it off even if I tried.
So why ‘bother’ to read Classics? There are several reasons. First, the Classics are the Swiss Army knife to unpick my understanding other European languages that I grew up with learning. Second, it increases my cultural literacy out of which you can form informed aesthetic judgements about any art form from art, music, and literature. Third, Classical history is our shared history which is so important to fathom one’s roots and traditions. Fourth, spending time with the Classics - poetry, myth, literature, history - inspires moral insight and virtue. Fifth, grappling with classical literature informs the mind by developing intellectual discipline, reason, and logic.
And finally, and perhaps one I find especially important, is that engaging with Classical literature, poetry, or history, is incredibly humbling; for the classical world first codified the great virtues of prudence, temperance, justice, loyalty, sacrifice, and courage. These are qualities that we all painfully fall short of in our every day lives and yet we still aspire to such heights.
I’m quite eclectic in my reading. I don’t really have a method other than what my mood happens to be. I have my trusty battered note book and pen and I sit my arse down to translate passages wherever I can carve out a place to think. It’s my answer to staving off premature dementia when I really get old because quite frankly I’m useless at Soduku. We spend so much time staring at screens and passively texting that we don’t allow ourselves to slow down and think that physically writing gives you that luxury of slow motion time and space. In writing things out you are taking the time to reflect on thoughts behind the written word.
I do make a point of reading Homer’s The Odyssey every year because it’s just one of my favourite stories of all time. Herodotus and Thucydides were authors I used to read almost every day when I was in the military and especially when I went out to war in Afghanistan. Not so much these days. Of the Greek poets, I still read Euripides for weighty stuff and Aristophanes for toilet humour. Aeschylus, Archilochus and Alcman, Sappho, Hesiod, and Mimnermus, Anacreon, Simonides, and others I read sporadically.
I read more Latin than Greek if I am honest. From Seneca, Caesar, Cicero, Sallust, Tacitus, Livy, Apuleius, Virgil, Ovid, the younger Pliny to Augustine (yes, that Saint Augustine of Hippo). Again, there is no method. I pull out a copy from my book shelves and put it in my tote bag when I know I’m going on a plane trip for work reasons.
At the moment I am spending time with Horace. More precisely, his famous odes.
Of all the Greek and Latin poets, I feel spiritually comfortable with Horace. He praises a simple life of moderation in a much gentler tone than other Roman writers. Although Horace’s odes were written in imitation of Greek writers like Sappho, I like his take on friendship, love, alcohol, Roman politics and poetry itself. With the arguable exception of Virgil, there is no more celebrated Roman poet than Horace. His Odes set a fashion among English speakers that come to bear on poets to this day. His Ars Poetica, a rumination on the art of poetry in the form of a letter, is one of the seminal works of literary criticism. Ben Jonson, Pope, Auden, and Frost are but a few of the major poets of the English language who owe a debt to the Roman.
We owe to Horace the phrases, “carpe diem” or “seize the day” and the “golden mean” for his beloved moderation. Victorian poet Alfred Lord Tennyson, of Ancient Mariner fame, praised the odes in verse and Wilfred Owen’s great World War I poem, Dulce et Decorum est, is a response to Horace’s oft-quoted belief that it is “sweet and fitting” to die for one’s country.
Unlike many poets, Horace lived a full life. And not always a happy one. Horace was born in Venusia, a small town in southern Italy, to a formerly enslaved mother. He was fortunate to have been the recipient of intense parental direction. His father spent a comparable fortune on his education, sending him to Rome to study. He later studied in Athens amidst the Stoics and Epicurean philosophers, immersing himself in Greek poetry. While led a life of scholarly idyll in Athens, a revolution came to Rome. Julius Caesar was murdered, and Horace fatefully lined up behind Brutus in the conflicts that would ensue. His learning enabled him to become a commander during the Battle of Philippi, but Horace saw his forces routed by those of Octavian and Mark Antony, another stop on the former’s road to becoming Emperor Augustus.
When he returned to Italy, Horace found that his family’s estate had been expropriated by Rome, and Horace was, according to his writings, left destitute. In 39 B.C., after Augustus granted amnesty, Horace became a secretary in the Roman treasury by buying the position of questor’s scribe. In 38, Horace met and became the client of the artists’ patron Maecenas, a close lieutenant to Augustus, who provided Horace with a villa in the Sabine Hills. From there he began to write his satires. Horace became the major lyric Latin poet of the era of the Augustus age. He is famed for his Odes as well as his caustic satires, and his book on writing, the Ars Poetica. His life and career were owed to Augustus, who was close to his patron, Maecenas. From this lofty, if tenuous, position, Horace became the voice of the new Roman Empire. When Horace died at age 59, he left his estate to Augustus and was buried near the tomb of his patron Maecenas.
Horace’s simple diction and exquisite arrangement give the odes an inevitable quality; the expression makes familiar thoughts new. While the language of the odes may be simple, their structure is complex. The odes can be seen as rhetorical arguments with a kind of logic that leads the reader to sometimes unexpected places. His odes speak of a love of the countryside that dedicates a farmer to his ancestral lands; exposes the ambition that drives one man to Olympic glory, another to political acclaim, and a third to wealth; the greed that compels the merchant to brave dangerous seas again and again rather than live modestly but safely; and even the tensions between the sexes that are at the root of the odes about relationships with women.
What I like then about Horace is his sense of moderation and he shows the gap between what we think we want and what we actually need. Horace has a preference for the small and simple over the grandiose. He’s all for independence and self-reliance.
If there is one thing I would nit pick Horace upon is his flippancy to the value of the religious and spiritual. The gods are often on his lips, but, in defiance of much contemporary feeling, he absolutely denied an afterlife - which as a Christian I would disagree with. So inevitably “gather ye rosebuds while ye may” is an ever recurrent theme, though Horace insists on a Golden Mean of moderation - deploring excess and always refusing, deprecating, dissuading.
All in all he champions the quiet life, a prayer I think many men and women pray to the gods to grant them when they are caught in the open Aegean, and a dark cloud has blotted out the moon, and the sailors no longer have the bright stars to guide them. A quiet life is the prayer of Thrace when madness leads to war. A quiet life is the prayer of the Medes when fighting with painted quivers: a commodity, Grosphus, that cannot be bought by jewels or purple or gold? For no riches, no consul’s lictor, can move on the disorders of an unhappy mind and the anxieties that flutter around coffered ceilings.
Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt (they change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)
Part of Horace’s persona - lack of political ambition, satisfaction with his life, gratitude for his land, and pride in his craft and the recognition it wins him - is an expression of an intricate web of awareness of place. Reading Horace will centre you and get you to focus on what is most important in life. In Horace’s discussion of what people in his society value, and where they place their energy and time, we can find something familiar. Horace brings his reader to the question - what do we value?
Much like many of our own societies, Rome was bustling with trade and commerce, ambition, and an area of vast, diverse civilisation. People there faced similar decisions as we do today, in what we pursue and why. As many of us debate our place and purpose in our world, our poet reassures us all. We have been coursing through Mondays for thousands of years. Horace beckons us: take a brief moment from the day’s busy hours. Stretch a little, close your eyes while facing the warm sun, and hear the birds and the quiet stream. The mind that is happy for the present should refuse to worry about what is further ahead; it should dilute bitter things with a mild smile.
I would encourage anyone to read these treasures in translations. For you though, as a budding Classicist, read the texts in Latin and Greek if you can. Wrestle with the word. The struggle is its own reward. Whether one reads from the original or from a worthy translation, the moral virtue (one hopes) is wisdom and enlightenment.
Pulvis et umbra sumus
(We are but dust and shadow.)
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Honey Lemon Upside-Down Cake
A fresh, not-too-sweet citrus dessert for Beltane.
Ingredients
1 ½ sticks unsalted butter, softened
¾ cup plus 2 tablespoons light brown sugar
2 thin-skinned lemons, sliced paper-thin crosswise, seeds discarded
Zest of a third lemon
1 ½ cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
¼ teaspoon salt
¾ cup honey
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 large eggs, separated
¾ cup buttermilk
Methods
Preheat the oven to 350°. Set a 9-inch nonstick cake pan over moderate heat. Add 4 tablespoons of the butter and when it is melted, stir in the brown sugar until dissolved, about 1 minute. Remove from the heat. Arrange the lemon slices in the melted brown sugar.
In a medium bowl, whisk the flour with the lemon zest, baking powder, and salt. In a large bowl, with an electric mixer, beat the remaining 8 tablespoons of butter with the honey until light and fluffy. Beat in the vanilla and the egg yolks, one at a time. At low speed, beat in the dry ingredients in 3 batches, alternating with the buttermilk.
In a stainless steel bowl, beat the egg whites at high speed until firm peaks form. Fold one-third of the beaten whites into the batter, then fold in the rest. Scrape the batter into the prepared pan and bake for about 30 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted in the center of the cake comes out clean. Let cool in the pan for 15 minutes, then invert it onto a plate. Serve warm or at room temperature with whipped cream.
Lemon: love, purification, longevity
Honey: love, happiness, prosperity, beauty