adj. shocked upon looking twice at something you see every day and catching an obvious detail you’d never noticed before—an old scar on your loved one’s knee, a wall in your house that’s apparently always been purple, or a prominent building that seemed to appear in your neighborhood overnight—which makes you wonder how much else of the world you might be missing, when you’re just barely there yourself.
—John Koenig, The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
You might have lost your tree but you have gained a whole new landscape. I love that word.
ReplyDeleteI am going to go out into the world today hoping to be poggled. Wonderful photo.
ReplyDeleteInstead of one tree you had to gaze at now you have many. Though I would miss the close up tree too.
ReplyDeleteThose autumn colors look so fabulous! I bet those buildings look interesting at night when lights come on in the windows!
ReplyDeleteYou might need to close your curtains!! :)
It's exciting to be "poggled," isn't it? To know that the everyday world still holds so many surprises?
ReplyDeleteOh my god! I poggle all the time! And yes, I definitely constantly wonder, "What the hell else am I missing?"
ReplyDeleteYou have a beautiful view.
In Seattle, we sort of poggled at giant holes in the landscape after a building had been torn down. We could never remember what used to be there.
ReplyDeleteI love that view and that word.
ReplyDeleteLovely colors in the November sunlight!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the word "poggled."