Some words seem to have the power to pick you up on their strong wings and carry you off to beautiful realms. But beware - ride them too far and they'll capriciously let go, abruptly dumping you into a place you'd rather not be.
On a crossword-driven voyage through the dictionary, I stumbled across 'Rosa-solis: a cordial, originally flavoured with sundew juice, afterwards with various spices [Latin, rose of the sun]'
Lovely, eh? Sounds delicious. So I looked up sundew.
'Sundew: an insectivorous bog-plant.'