Countenance is an interesting word. It's rather neglected, and sort of hard to explain. You know what it means, but how to describe it? Sort of like a similar, even more neglected word: mien. Which is such an awesome word, I don't know why nobody uses it. Mien means appearance, demeanor. Countenance means much the same thing, but with a different feeling to it, a different emphasis.
The face.
At the beginning of this week, I thought we were doing next week's word, so I was unprepared for countenance. Countenance...I didn't know what to do. Then, I took pictures for my brother at college. Coming out into the courtyard of University Hall, I stopped. Countenance! I thought.
For this was the scene I saw:
Forlorn.
The scene was dead, sad, silent, lonesome.
It was forlorn.
And so I looked for forlorn people-or people that could put on that look, rather.
With all due thanks to Amy, for setting up a forlorn scene inadvertently and patiently posing, Deanna for looking so sad for me, and Rebekah for the picture of her and use of her camera.
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