|Rosa 'Bathsheba' 5 September 2022|
El lenguaje es un ordenamiento eficaz de esa enigmática abundancia del mundo. Dicho sea con otras palabras: los sustantivos se los inventamos a la realidad. Palpamos un redondel, vemos un montoncito de luz color de madrugada, un cosquilleo que nos alegra la boca, y mentimos que esas tres cosas heterogéneas son una sola y que se llama naranja.
Jorge Luís Borges
Language is an efficient order of that enigmatic abundance in the world. With that said, with other words, nouns, we invented them from reality. We touch a circumference, a little heap of light the colour of dawn, a tickling that gladdens our moth, and we lie that the three heterogenic things are only one and it is called orange.
Jorge Luís Borges (my poor translation)
From my online dictionary of the Spanish Language RAE (Real Academia Española) I find the etymology of naranja (orange) one that does not need translation.
(Del ár. hisp. naranǧa, este del ár. nāranǧ, este del persa nārang, y este del sánscr. nāraṅga).
Bathsheba, the voluptuous wife of Uriah the Hittite, was spotted bathing by King David and a scandal ensued. But in the end she was King Solomon’s mother.
This English Rose, Rosa ‘Bathsheba’ was in bloom today. Looking at her did not hit me with the emotion of a very red rose or with the satisfaction of a pleasing pink rose or a white one that invariably reminds me of Rosemary. Bathsheba brought me the joy of an orange colour, not too loud, but just right, to give my afternoon today 5 September 2022 a reason why life can be good especially when a rose reminds me of my two affectionate orange and white cats.