Caelus Nocturnus, God of the cool, starry sky, was confined to the sunless north so that he stood in perfect axis with Apollo Sol, the God of the blistering day. So must the Wordle Friends be likewise confined, as balancing but opposing forces, too powerful to occupy the same space.
Late on an early spring Sunday the Wordle Friends may be unpunctual, but they remain as sesquipedalian as ever, and so the game weathers...
Tomorrow might be All Hallow's Eve, but love is in the air for the Wordle Friends as they eye the letters of the alphabet...
"But Christ has indeed been raised from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep. For since death came through a man,...