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Showing posts with label folkore. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Dog Days: Sleeping on Bones, Rabies in the Water, and More

I wrote a bit about Dog Days a couple weeks ago, but here's more on this odd topic: my Two Lane Livin' article last month.

It’s hot. Steamy hot, and even the dogs prefer the coolness under the deck to their usual place under the porch ceiling fan. 

We call this time of year Dog Days, generally accepted as those days between July 3 and August 11. But why dog days? 

At our house every day seems like dog days to me-they get treats, they sleep when they like and have their food delivered to them, they get petted and fussed over whenever they want, and they do little if any actual work. Seems like a pretty good life to me!

Originating in the Mediterranean area, the term came into use because the hottest weather of the year usually occurred at the same time of year that the dog star Sirius rose just after sunset as part of the Canis Major constellation.  

Homer, the early Greek poet, wrote that, “Sirius rises late in the dark, liquid sky On summer nights, star of stars, Orion's Dog they call it, brightest Of all, but an evil portent, bringing heat , And fevers to suffering humanity.”

The ancients associated dog days with evil. Dogs went mad, they claimed, the seas were turbulent, storms were fierce and damaging, and disease spread quickly. Some believed that snakes went blind, wounds would not heal properly and people were generally on edge and cranky.

In England dog days began on Saint Swithin’s Day, July 15th, and people looked to that date for weather predictions for the next six weeks, which was harvest season. Rain on Saint Swithin’s meant at least 40 more days of rain and bad luck for the crops. “Dog days bright and clear indicate a happy year – but when accompanied by rain, for better times our hopes are in vain.”

A few other strange beliefs connected with dog days: when putting on socks, you should know that you should always put on the left one first, because it prevents getting a toothache (maybe this explains the verse in the song Old Dan Tucker, who dies of a toothache in his heel?). But people believed that the right sock should be put on first on the first of the dog days or else they risked falling and breaking their leg.

You should never let a child sleep on a bone during dog days--very unlucky at this particular time of year. Children should also not be allowed to sleep on a grave and in Texas they were kept out of the sun during dog days for fear that the heat caused strange illnesses. They were warned not to go barefoot either because of potential diseases in the soil.

It is dangerous to go swimming in dog days, people in the Ozarks believed, because the green scum on the water might convey rabies. (Untrue of course, but how did this idea start in the first place?) People did not cut their hair and would put off having surgery during dog days.

Snakes are more likely to strike during dog days, some say, but others contend that snakes are less likely to bite because the heat makes them languid. Dog days were blamed for Cows catching diseases, hogs getting cholera, henhouses becoming lice-infest, tickbites more numerous and all sorts of other unpleasant events.

To sum up: put your socks on correctly, don’t swim in slime-infested water or let your children sleep on bones or graves, get rabies shots for your pets, be mindful of snakes.  You are now forewarned, so go out and enjoy the rest of your summer!



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Sunday, April 26, 2009

A Special Visitor

We came home from the feed store one Sunday afternoon to find a strange gentleman perched on our porch steps.

He looked as if he'd stepped right out of a fairy tale. Perhaps even from the book Broonies, Silkies and Fairies by Duncan Williamson. He wore a peaked red cap, a green shirt and brown trousers, and he carried a long wood walking stick.



I must say that he did not even attempt to explain himself. Instead he heighed off to one of my flower beds and he has remained there ever since.

He does occasionally change his location, I've found. Today, for example he decided to lean against the birdhouse pole and watch me weed.


I hope he stays a long time, and I will do my best not to irritate this little fellow who is obviously a brownie (or broonie or brounie, take your pick). The best way to aggravate him is to offer him new clothes. Since his outfit seems to be stuck fast to his back, I think there's no danger of that.

Brownies are good to have around--they will do your work for you, clean and cook and weed and hoe. But they are touchy too, and it's easy to offend their sensibilities. And once you make a brownie mad, look out! He will forever be playing tricks on you--if he stays around, that is. He may just up and leave, and there you will be with all your work to do by yourself.

If you need to know more about how to care for a household brownie, here are some places to look:

Wikipedia has an interesting article with links to more information.

Orkneyjar offers the tale of the Broonie the King o' Trowland. This short story offers a good insight into the beliefs surrounding brownies.

The poem "The Brownie o Blednoch" tells the story of Aiken Drum. I like to sing the song about Aiken Drum with children, using felt pieces shaped like fruit and other foods to create Aiken Drum's face. The linked version of the song is not quite the same as the one I sing, but you will get the idea of how it goes. You can hear a version on YouTube too.

As for my brownie, I am very glad he came to stay. There is certainly enough work for him to do around here! I just wonder where I'll find him next time I'm in the garden.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Blackberry Folklore and Stories


With blackberries in full fruit, I thought I'd share some websites with stories, lore and superstitions about these luscious fruits. The blackberry is more than just a pretty berry!







You can find blackberry legends here; scroll down the page to find the blackberry. There are many other flowers and fruits listed too. Fascinating reading, I just wish I knew the source of the information presented (the librarian in me!). According to the site's author, blackberries were planted around graves to keep the dead from rising as ghosts (maybe their shrouds would get caught on the thorns?)


A Native American raven and blackberry story , along with about 1600 other Native American stories, can be found on the Turtle Island site.




The Devil and the Blackberries: advice from an English blog about the best time to pick blackberries--unless you want a helping of the devil in them!


Another Native American story on the Native Cuisine site is just one part of an interesting site, with lots of recipes, history, and lore. Scroll down to the story about Food Gathering to read the one about blackberries. The print on this page is tiny, so you may need to adjust your screen for that.



Was the blackberry the "burning bush" in the bible? In Plant Lore, Legends, and Lyrics (published in 1892), Richard Folkard suggests this might be the case.




Blackberry's medicinal uses are described at the Alternative Nature Online Herbal site. (This is not an endorsement of the remedies and information on the alternative Nature Online site; I list it as interesting reading for storytellers and writers, and for folkloric background.)



Blackberries in the story of a coat and its history at the HealingStory site.





An African story about blackberries. Blackberries in Africa? Who knew?




And more blackberry folklore on the Gothic Gardening site. Even the Celts, it seems, were into blackberries. And did you know that "when you put blackberries on a threshold or windowsill, you can force a vampire to count over the thorns and berries until morning comes." That is similar to another bit of lore I've heard--that evil spirits have to count all the holes in a screen door or window before coming in; it takes them so long that day breaks before they are through and they have to leave!


That's enough good reading to keep us busy for an evening at least, while eating a good blackberry pie.
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