What a delightfully rainy day in Brooklyn! I woke to steady rain drops and the delicious smell of wet wood and stone.
I also woke to the sounds of Mordecai and Cousin Silas dueling on the parapet. Apparently Silas has returned from parts unknown and he and Mordecai enjoyed their mutual passion: inclement weather dueling. Prudence of dueling aside, I’ll take fencing over jousting any day, quite frankly. Less stress on the roof.
I, obviously, do not partake in these activities, though they are all in good fun. One might call me an old stick-in-the-mud, but one might also call me wise. Which brings me to today’s word.
Nestor is a noun that means a wise old man; sage. The word originates in Greek mythology; Nestor was the king of Pylos, and was considered the oldest and wisest of the Greeks. He served as counselor to the Greeks during the Trojan War.
Additionally, the word nestorian means wise and aged, and often a nestor is a senior figure or leader in one’s field.
Too often the sages in modern society are ignored and ridiculed. Somehow, being wise has ceased to be revered as in the days of Nestor. For shame, oddlings. We wise, old beings have some interesting tidbits to share.
And, often, we’re snappy dressers and surprising dancers.
