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Saturday, February 20, 2010

A Notion for Thought

Just about everyone has heard once before, the old rhyme about the six lamented queens of England...You know, divorced, beheaded, died, divorced beheaded survived? All (except the lucky Anne of Cleves) were deflowered and then devoured by the infamous loose cannon known as Henry VIII, king of England, Ireland, and France. Tudor history is my thing.

I don't know if anyone out there has read the book called "Outlander" by Diana Gabaldon? Well, my mom and nana have for the last six months been pestering me to read this book. I do enjoy historical romances, don't get me wrong, but I just wasn't that into men in kilts for some reason... that is until I read this book and became aquainted with the virile, and enticing seducer known as Jamie Fraser. Wowee! Talk about a head and page turner... I read that book practically non-stop from front to back cover and Jamie has single-handedly changed my perspective of scotsmen, and Scotland for life.

So, to understand my next thought, you first have to have a basic idea of what the novel is all about... So it's the year 1945, a former young nurse named Claire Randall is on her second honeymoon in Scotland. Claire is visiting an ancient stone circle formation when she randomly touches the stone and is transported back to the year 1743, still in Scotland, dazed and confused while only wearing a scant summer dress... back in those days you would have alot of explaining to do if even just you had exposed ankles! So she runs into the classic "prince charming" who happens to be the above mentioned Jamie Fraser and eventually falls in love with the guy...honestly I don't blame her, as I found myself doing the same as the pages turned.

Now me, being a radical dreamer, I often fantisize what I would do, and who I would be if somehow was absconded back in time like the auspicious Claire Randall... honestly, I would have a hay day. {"Hay Day" goes back to an Anglo-Saxon use of 'hey' as an expression of great enthusiasm and happiness. So a person's 'hay day' is the period of his greatest vigor and success." From "Morris Dictionary of Word and Phrase Origins" by William and Mary Morris (HarperCollins, New York, 1977, 1988)}

Which location and time period would I select? I can definately say that prior to reading "Outlander," I would have immediately flocked to the court of King Henry VIII, but post of reading the book I am not so sure anymore. Scotsmen definately hold this new allure to me! I think it may have to do with my new found attraction to burly, seductive, and self reliant men. You know who you are.

So I have been musing... England or Scotland? Henry and his court of dangling puppets wrapped in damask, silk, lace and pearls... or roughing it in the wild and untame beauty that is Scotland, possibly harvesting my own potatoes?

Scotland all the way.