Chateau Charmant

Chateau Charmant Charming Castle The Chateau Charmant, french for "Charming Castle" is being constructed by a family of three just outside Fordland, Missouri.

This destination is available for Weddings, Banquets, Ceremonies, Theater, Funerals and Renaissance Fairs! Call 417-767 2233 for event information or for tour information!

Thrill with us at the growth of the castle... a New History is being created!  Enjoy dinner catered by Chef Roland Parny...
07/14/2026

Thrill with us at the growth of the castle... a New History is being created! Enjoy dinner catered by Chef Roland Parny (one of our favorites) and dance! Meet the New Owners and say Adieu to us, thanks for your support throughout the years and helping benefit our community. This benefit is for preemie Gabriel Schenewark with hydrops... Come and be part of history!
https://www.strideevents.com/.../mystery.../2026/tickets

07/13/2026

At first glance, a tiger's bright orange coat seems like it should make it easy to spot in the wild. To humans, the orange fur stands out against the green forests and grasslands where tigers live. However, the animals that tigers usually hunt, such as deer and wild boars, do not see the same colors that we do. Because of the way their eyes work, a tiger is much better camouflaged than most people realize.

The difference comes down to color vision. Humans are trichromats, meaning our eyes have three types of color-sensitive cells called cones. These cones allow us to see a wide range of colors, including red, green, and blue. Because we can easily detect orange and red shades, a tiger's coat appears bright and noticeable to us.

Deer and wild boars, however, are dichromats. Their eyes have only two types of cone cells instead of three. They cannot distinguish between red and green colors the way humans can. As a result, orange fur does not appear bright orange to them. Instead, it looks more like a dull greenish or brownish color that blends into the surrounding vegetation.

This type of vision gives tigers a natural advantage while hunting. Even though their stripes and orange fur seem obvious to us, they help break up the tiger's outline when viewed by its prey. The dark black stripes resemble shadows, while the orange fur blends with dry grass, leaves, and forest lighting. Together, these markings make it much harder for deer and boars to notice a tiger until it is very close.

Scientists believe this camouflage evolved over millions of years because it increased the tiger's chances of successfully catching prey. Tigers rely on stealth rather than speed over long distances. They quietly stalk their prey, often getting within a few meters before launching a short, powerful attack.

Interestingly, many other mammals, including dogs and some other hoofed animals, also have dichromatic vision. This means they see the world differently from humans and are less sensitive to red and orange colors.

So, while a tiger may look bright orange to us, its prey experiences a very different view. To deer and wild boars, the tiger blends naturally into its surroundings, making it an incredibly effective predator. This is a fascinating example of how different animals perceive the world in unique ways and how evolution has shaped both predators and prey for survival.

07/13/2026

Today, Americans mark two hundred and fifty years of independence -- a milestone usually told through the men who signed their names to the Declaration. But behind the founders and the generals stood countless women whose part in the Revolution was never written into the official record: the wives and daughters who carried messages, hid supplies, nursed the wounded, and, when the moment demanded, rode into the night. One of them, as her family always told it, was a sixteen-year-old girl named Sybil Ludington.

It was the night of April 26, 1777. Rain was falling across the Hudson Valley when a messenger came pounding up to the Ludington farmhouse in Fredericksburg, New York, his horse spent, his news urgent: the British had landed on the Connecticut coast, marched inland, and set fire to Danbury, where the Continental Army kept its stores of food, tents, and ammunition. The town was burning. The regiment was needed at once.

But Colonel Henry Ludington's militia was scattered for miles across the countryside, home on their farms for the spring planting. Someone had to ride out and summon them -- and the colonel had to stay to muster the men as they arrived. The messenger from Danbury was too exhausted to go on. So the colonel turned to Sybil, the eldest of his twelve children.

Sybil knew the roads. She had grown up in a house that doubled as a militia command post, with messengers coming and going at all hours, and she knew where her father's men lived, scattered through the dark hills. She mounted her horse and rode out into the storm.

She rode nearly forty miles that night -- twice the distance Paul Revere had covered two years before -- alone, in the rain, along rough roads haunted by British patrols and by the "Skinners," the outlaws who preyed on travelers. She pounded on farmhouse doors with a stick, calling the men to arms: the British are burning Danbury, muster at Ludington's by daybreak. Then she rode on to the next house, and the next.

By dawn, some four hundred militiamen had gathered at her father's farm, ready to march. They could not save Danbury -- it was already ash -- but they joined the Continental forces at the Battle of Ridgefield the next day and helped drive the British back toward the sea. Sixteen years old, and she had raised a regiment in a single night.

That is the story the Ludington family passed down, from one generation to the next.

Here is the harder part. Almost none of it was written down. No newspaper reported Sybil's ride. No military record mentioned her name. Her own surviving letters never speak of it. The earliest known account is a letter from her nephew in 1854, describing how his "Aunt Sybil" had ridden "on horseback in the dead of night"; the first published version did not appear until 1880, more than a century after that rainy night. And so some historians have concluded there is simply too little evidence, and have set the whole ride down as legend.

But this is what so often happens to women's history. It lives in family kitchens and parlor stories; it passes from grandmother to granddaughter; and when historians come looking for proof -- for newspapers and official reports -- they find silence, and they call the silence a verdict. Such stories, the Harvard historian Laurel Thatcher Ulrich has said, have to be understood "not just in the context of when they supposedly happened, but when they emerged and became popular."

What the records do show is a woman worth remembering on her own terms. Sybil married Edmond Ogden in 1784 and had a son, Henry. When Edmond died of yellow fever in 1799, she raised the boy by going into business, taking over the family tavern in Catskill, New York, where by 1803 she was the only woman among some two dozen innkeepers in town; she later sold it for nearly four times what she had paid. Her son grew up to become a lawyer and, in 1819, a New York State assemblyman. Late in her life she applied for a veteran's pension in her late husband's name and was refused, unable to produce her marriage certificate. She died in 1839, at seventy-seven, with little to her name.

The recognition came only long after. In 1935, New York erected markers along the route she was said to have ridden. In 1961, the Daughters of the American Revolution unveiled a bronze statue by Anna Hyatt Huntington of her beside Lake Gleneida in Carmel, New York at a ceremony pictured here. In 1975, the Postal Service put her on a stamp. Each year, runners now trace her path in a race that bears her name.

Paul Revere got a poem. Sybil Ludington got a question mark.

But someone rode through the rain that night, and by morning four hundred men stood ready. The Ludingtons always said it was their Sybil -- sixteen years old, riding alone through the dark to do what needed to be done. Two hundred and fifty years on, as the country celebrates the independence those militiamen marched to defend, the women who helped win it are worth remembering too.

To share Sybil Ludington's story with young readers, the picture book "Sybil's Night Ride" follows sixteen-year-old Sybil and her horse, Star, through the rainy dark on her forty-mile ride, for ages 4 to 8 at https://www.amightygirl.com/sybil-s-night-ride

For a graphic-novel telling of the ride, "Sybil Ludington Rides to the Rescue" introduces the little-known Revolutionary War hero for ages 6 to 10 at https://www.amightygirl.com/sybil-ludington-rides-to-the-rescue

For older readers, the middle grade historical novel "Sybil Ludington: Revolutionary War Rider" -- part of the "Based on a True Story" series -- brings her night and her world to life for ages 8 to 12 at https://www.amightygirl.com/sybil-ludington-the-16-year-old-revolutionary-hero

To explore the many women who shaped the Revolution, "Founding Mothers: Remembering the Ladies" profiles Abigail Adams, Phillis Wheatley, Mercy Otis Warren, and others who built the new nation, for ages 7 to 10 at https://www.amightygirl.com/founding-mothers

For more stories of the girls and women of America's founding era, visit our blog post "Children's Books Celebrating Revolutionary Women of America's War for Independence" at https://www.amightygirl.com/blog?p=12580

07/13/2026

A stone tree holding up a balcony in Barcelona.

Casa Antònia Burés, built in 1906 on Carrer d’Ausiàs Marc, is one of Barcelona’s Modernist gems. Its sculpted tree-like column supports the tribune above, turning the façade into something between architecture and nature.

The stonework is attributed to Dídac Masana Majó, who collaborated with Juli Batlevell and Enric Pi Cabañas.

Casa Antònia Burés, Barcelona.
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