I found these French Victorian era postcards for April 1st, with hilarious & obscure meanings of ‘fish of April’ , and various happy sentiments with fish, a delightfully bizarre tradition.
…and simply had to post some of them, to herald in my new design.
What is so perfect about a theme of ladies in lace… and fish?
Well, in a day or so you will see, as I will present to you after a long arduous two months of knitting samples ~~ my new lace design!
Until then there’ll be a bit of splashing about as I reel this one in.
In closing, if there are any of you from France, or general historians of France, out there who can offer more explanation to the meaning of these old post cards, and the origin of the “fish of April”, I’d be grateful for a comment!
A tasty bit o’ fish fact:Schooling and shoaling are types of collective behavior of fish. Any group of fish that stay together for social reasons is said to be shoaling, and if the shoal is swimming in the same direction together, it is schooling. Herring spend most of their lives shoaling or schooling and become agitated if separated from the group, while others, such as Atlantic Cod school only some of the time. Salmon travel in large, loose schools, eventually migrating into upper reaches of rivers to spawn. Fish generally prefer larger shoals, with shoalmates of their own species, similar in size and appearance to themselves. Any shoal member which stands out in appearance may be targeted by predators, explaining why fish prefer to shoal with individuals that resemble themselves. This is called the oddity effect. read more….
Herring school or shoal?
Honestly, I always assumed the words ‘shoal’ and ‘school’ were the same meaning, but morphed into two words through cross language use. I have learned something! So now that we know about the difference between schools and shoals, I’d like to share with you one of my favorite fishing songs “Shoals Of Herring”, this version by the song writer himself, Ewan MacColl.
Words as sung by Ewan MacColl:
With our nets and gear we’re faring
On the wild and wasteful ocean.
Its there on the deep that we harvest and reap our bread
As we hunt the bonnie shoals of herring
O it was a fine and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring
As a cabinboy on a sailing lugger
For to go and hunt the shoals of herring
O the work was hard and the hours were long
And the treatment, sure it took some bearing
There was little kindness and the kicks were many
As we hunted for the shoals of herring
O we fished the Swarth and the Broken Bank
I was cook and I’d a quarter sharing
And I used to sleep standing on my feet
And I’d dream about the shoals of herring
Well we left the homegrounds in the month of June
And to Canny Shiels we soon were bearing
With a hundred cran of the silver darlings
That we’d taken from the shoals of herring
Now you’re up on deck, you’re a fisherman
You can swear and show a manly bearing
Take your turn on watch with the other fellows
While you’re following the shoals of herring
In the stormy seas and the living gales
Just to earn your daily bread you’re daring
From the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands
While you’re following the shoals of herring
Well I earned my keep and I paid my way
And I earned the gear that I was wearing
Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
We were following the shoals of herring
I also found a lovely Gaelic version, sung by Scottish group The Lochies, from the Hebrides…
Two fun facts: One, the singer in the group The Lochies, John MacMillan who formed the trio, was a Harris Tweed weaver from the Hebridean Isle of Lewis in Scotland ~~ amazing! And two, this song was one of my all-time favorites to play mandolin while backing up my duo mate John, back when we were gigging not so long ago, I’d always beg him to sing it before the gig was over.
I’ll leave off with a peek of my most recent & last of the prototypes for forthcoming design, which I started only yesterday after ripping out another in a different color, and which was several days worth of knitting. This one is a keeper…
Well, that about wraps up this sneak peek until next time, when I will post one more in the Fishy series before the final unveiling of new design!
Sipping iced coffee & knitting next to an open window enjoying a very warm breeze wafting through, and listening to a cacophony of birds’ song. I suppose it is a perfect spring day and I’m feeling utterly in the pink! What is going on here is over-dying to change a cool ice pink in fingering-weight yarn to a slightly warmer tone…
Four skeins overdyed & drying on the line among the oak trees, on a very warm June afternoon. Personally, pink is not my favorite color to wear, although when you see forthcoming design mentioned in previously posted ‘Fishy’, you will get the Pink Thing. Yes, and then you will see. Note that the yarn that I un-plied in Fishy post was far too fine to design with, after all , but it will be very nice to sample the forthcoming design in a finer form.
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I hope you are all enjoying your June, and for my nieces school is out for the summer, and we finally have a date to have a photo shoot of them modeling the Camino Inca designs … so watch this space!
Listening to political news on NPR a lot these days while I knit, feeling a bit unsettled as trouble swims below the surface. However, here in my wooded hermitage there is no trouble, only this blithe little ball of yarn, in shade of dusty pink, that I made myself! Um, well, that is … I un-plied it myself !! I ‘made’ it from a ball of Knit Pick’s Palette which is a 2-ply fingering weight of Peruvian wool, while mending dozens of breaks from impossibly sticky teasing twists that were a frustrating occurrence of un-plying, washing, and hang-drying to set the tension ~~ and then I finally got the whole ball of lace-weight here ready to go. Having tossed a few grams worth of knots, I have about 45 grams & 420 yards of some seriously fine lace single ply ( see all posts about unspun)