Fall Falling Leaves Moon
Pluviophile. Apparently a neologism first appearing on Facebook. Language refuses to stay within its banks, just ask those folks who police French. I saw the word for the first time today in a newspaper headline.
There was an article the other day about scientists who researched Yelp restaurant reviews (I know, scientists and Yelp don’t seem to belong in the same sentence.) and discovered they could be used to predict the weather. Or, at least to describe the weather on the day the reviewer ate in the restaurant. Turns out that over 70% of positive reviews came during sunny days and a similar percentage the other way on rainy, gloomy days.
A pluviophile, a person who finds peace and contentment in a rainy day, might skew these statistics a bit. It describes me. Rainy days find me energized and ready to go. Ditto cloudy, cold, stormy. That’s not to say that sunshine sets upsets me. It doesn’t. I just have a polyphilia for weather.
Here’s another one I discovered, too.
