Am scoring double points for this ABC Wednesday as it will be the last ’Q’ post I can claim to be a Quinquagenarian. Ascribed to any person from fifty to fifty-nine years old but the quicksands of time are down to a few weeks quota of grains before the next decade.
I’d assumed the word derived from Quin=5 only to find it literally is Latin for 50 - quinquaginta – which makes me wonder why numerically this is represented by an L and not a Q. Since quinquagintagenarian is a bit of a mouthful, even for those with all their own teeth, it is presumably foreshortened to roll off the tongue.
In terms of time immemorial, a quinquagenarian is half an antique, quivering between a collectible and a cast off. It conjures mixed images of seedy decay…
the quiet acquisition of decrepitude…
…to Agasse’s quixotism in his quakerish quintet of ‘The Chalon Family in their London Town garden’
As both gardener and quinquagenarian, I’m on a quest for the quirky, quaint and oddly picturesque which is often to be found in life’s last quarter.
Am making this a quick getaway post as I leave to reacquaint myself with family for a few days but before departing, I invite you to participate in my Quizaway:-
- click image above to enlarge and guess the ID species, family or name
- giveaway of (50) seeds of Knautia macedonica ‘Watercolour Mix’
- winner is the nearest correct answer out of the bag
- answer below or use the contact form
- UK only entrants alas as postage is prohibitive
Pre, post or plain quinquagenearians are welcome to add their thoughts….and join the queue of posts at ABC Wednesday