It Ain't Right to Cavil

The word lovers and prompt writers blog hop is now. Here's how it goes:

1. Create a lovely blog post that links back to The Feather and The Rose blog - our host.

2. Pick an old word you want to save from extinction to feature in your blog post. It really must be an old word, not just a big one. We are trying to save lovely archaisms, not ugly giants (for example, "Dihydrogen Monoxide" is not an acceptable choice). Luciferous Logolepsy is a great database of lovely words if you're having trouble coming up with something on your own.

3. Provide a definition of your word. Use your word in a sentence (or even a short paragraph) vaguely related to the theme we have chosen this week. You may also add visual or musical interpretations of your word or your sentence. In fact, add anything that moves your creative spirit.

4. Add your post to the linky list below (sometimes I add it later in the day). Then hop to as many other blogs as you can in search of as many wonderful words as possible!

5. Use as many of the words as you can on the people in your life. Do leave us a note or add something to your own post to let us all know what wonderful old word you whipped out to befuddle your friends and relations.

Today's theme is: picket fences

My word today is: cavil: From 1540-50

Verb - to raise irritating or trivial objections; find fault unnecessarily (usually followed by at or about)

And here's my writing for this word:

Darn it, I don't understand why Harold's got to spot-paint the way he does. Why did he pick that color anyway? There he goes with another drip of paint on my flowers. If the picket fence was any bigger.... It blocks most of our yard as it is, so why can't he keep the paint where it belongs?

"Maggie, could you move please? You're blocking the sun. It's already cold out here."

"You don't have to cavil at me like that, Harold. I'm only here to give you support."