Word Of The Day 5-22-2017





whisper of wind in the trees, noise of leaves that move in the wind; whispering sound


An adaptation of the Ancient Greek ψιθύρισµα (psithurisma) or ψιθυρισµός (psithurismos), from ψιθυρίζω (psithurizō, “I whisper”), from ψίθυρος (psithuros, “whispering”, “slanderous”).


An interesting post I found about psithurism:



bron·tide \ˈbrän‧ˌtīd\
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:  a low muffled sound like distant thunder heard in certain seismic regions especially along seacoasts and over lakes and thought to be caused by feeble earth tremors


“That storm’s coming our way, lads, judging by the brontide,” the Pirate captain Thunder-Guts said. “Either that or it’s me stomach, bell peppers’ll prevent scurvy but they won’t do ye any good with the lady folk, if ye catch me drift.”

A far off, brontide-like noise and the threat of ruined crops echoed in the sky outside the cottage.”


From Ancient Greek βροντή (bronte, “thunder”) +‎ -ide




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