There are few experiences that make me happier than finding a new thing. At least new to me. Today my joy is full!
And what did I find? A word which I always have loved, because it reads and sounds so perfectly funny, also is something quite lovely, significant, and frankly, glorious.
Wattle. All these years I have thought only in terms of the fleshy, cartoonish caruncle hanging from heads or necks of birds. And the inevitable crepe-like necks on a lot of Baby Boomers, mine included.
But today I came across a wonderful article about September 1st being the day Australians celebrate their first day of spring, and it is called Wattle Day.
A wattle is a flower. An acacia. It is beautiful, and Australians wear a sprig of the flowers and leaves to celebrate and usher in their springtime.
It may be a day late in the Southern Hemisphere, but from the States, I wish all my Australian friends a very happy Wattle Day, and I am going looking for a Golden Acacia so I can celebrate with you.