Here in the Northern Hemisphere, the days have begun their journey back towards the darkness.
The long lazy days of summer beckon. Blossoms burst forth and grain fields grow plenty. The days begin to give up their light to the dark. Imperceptibly. Moment by moment. The lengthening of shadows begins.
On a far and distant horizon, cool days of autumn slumber, oblivious to the promised heat of summer yet to come. Beyond the promise of autumn days coruscating in the golden light of falling leaves, winter sleeps, its dreams full of frosty days and snow-covered nights sparkling under the light of a full moon rising.
And the world continues to spin.
And life continues to unfold in all its mystery, magic and wonder.
May the Solstice be with you.
Confession: The word ‘coruscate’ appeared in an article I was reading this morning.
Curiosity slipped in. What does that mean? So did my father’s voice. “Go look it up.”
It was his way. Growing up, whenever I’d ask, “What does that mean?” he’d reply, “Go look it up.”
And so, I did.
And just as a child when he’d make me use my latest ‘coruscated’ addition to my vocabulary in a sentence, I followed my father’s voice into the mystery of discovery, and used it a sentence in my blog today.
(And don’t tell him… but just in case you too, like me, do not know its meaning, I gave you a hint. — or you can go look it up, HERE.)
I think it might just be my favourite new word. It’s so yummy and juicy on the tongue.