Word of the Day

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

I want to give credit once more to the website from whence I pinch these words: Word Genius . To be clear, I do know that from and whence, used together, is considered redundant.  However, I'm using it anyway.

As always, just use the word of the day in a few sentences and post in the comments.

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 2

Fogbow

[FAWG-boh]Part of speech: noun

Origin: mid-19th century

• A rainbow made of fog droplets; a white rainbow
• An arc or circle of white or yellow seen against the fog

Examples of Fogbow in a sentence

• The children were so startled to see a fogbow that they called it a ghost rainbow. 
• Keep your eyes peeled on an overcast morning; you might be lucky to see a fogbow. 

About Fogbow

You’re likely to see a fogbow when the sun is breaking through the fog, or frequently over the ocean. Sailors sometimes call fogbows “seadogs.” You might also hear it referred to as a cloudbow, mistbow, or white rainbow.

Did you Know?

A fogbow is an almost identical meteorological phenomena to a rainbow, just lacking color. They are both formed from sunlight and moisture and can be seen opposite the sun. But while rainbows use the water droplets in the air to display a range of colors, the fogbow appears white because the water droplets in fog are so small.

Comments

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

"Gosh will you look at that,"Napoleon said as he pointed towards the sky. The sun was breaking through the fog as they were out on a calm ocean in Solo's yacht.

"That is a fogbow and is nearly identical meteorological phenomena to a rainbow but lacking color. They are both formed from sunlight and moisture and can be seen opposite the sun. While rainbows use the water droplets in the air to display a range of colors, the fogbow appears white because the water droplets in fog are so small...."* Illya droned on with one of his long winded explanations.

"Illya, Illya, can't you just enjoy something for what it is and not go into a lecture about it? Sometimes you just need to stop and smell the roses."

"Yes, it is...beautiful, but I do not detect the scent of anything other than the salt air."

Solo had no answer for that and just stared back at his partner who began to laugh.

"Kuryakin you have a strange sense of humor."

"Thank you my friend.


* of course quoting "Word Genius"

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

An enjoyable and solid fragment. (And a very good prompt!)

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thank you! It got a little longer than it was supposed to be....couldn't help myself.

[pfrye.livejournal.com]

Napoleon Solo stood at the helm of his sailboat the Pursang. He was guiding her through the fog heading to his home birth after a long weekend of sailing alone. He knew his partner and co-workers would be surprised that he hadn't wanted any company on this trip. He seldom had opportunities for extended solitude and relished the time. Smiling he shook his head sending droplets of fog and mist flying. Glancing toward the sun he admired a rare fogbow, the cool white arc like a halo around the sun. Napoleon felt rejuvenated and knew that he had needed this time away.

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Thank you for this brief and vivid glimpse.