Crepuscular, from the Latin word crepusculun, meaning related to twilight, or as the movies call it, the magic hour.
It’s when dusk descends into dark, as if nature flips a switch…black, murky, shadowy and dim. Misty, lightless, muted and opaque.
A word rarely used in casual conversation. I only know it from an ex boyfriend who just loved its sound, teaching it to me, as we fooled around in the park, like a couple of lusty squirrels…
the irony being, there’s such a thing as crepuscular animals, meaning nocturnal, like bats, rats, ferrets and skunks. Bobcats, ocelots, jaguars and deer. Snakes, lizards, owls and hawks. Even house cats can be called crepuscular.
I guess it’s safe to say, being animals ourselves, we too are crepuscular, active at night…our eyes glowing in the dark.
Could this be why blue is my favorite color? Azure, aquamarine, navy and royal…indigo, cobalt, cerulean and slate…steel, sapphire, denim and teal…turquoise, Tiffany, Alaskan and ice…powder, peacock, periwinkle and French.