Attempted Murder
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ReplyDeleteI like it!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat choking sound-- me, peach danish, coffee...
ReplyDeleteNice photo. I'd love to know who came up with all the old words for groups of birds and animals.
ReplyDeleteWinging it, I see...
ReplyDeletePaul and John, thanks.
ReplyDeleteAnon, sorry about that. That saying, you have to break a few eggs…
Janice, good question. Is there some kind of ‘group thing’ registry? What happens if someone wants to use a licentious of wombats and someone else opts for a lumbago of wombats?
Ach, Steve. That’s a fitting pun.
How many crows does it take to constitute a full-fledged murder? Who's the crow sheriff who decided two are merely an "attempt"?
ReplyDeleteOh Lord, don't encourage him, Bonnie.
ReplyDeleteHey! Pay no attention, Bonnie, else I have to eat crow. Thanks, Jan!
ReplyDeleteLove it! Caw! Caw!
ReplyDeleteHey Jeff! Thank you. Cawing all cars… Cawing all cars… Jeff, it keeps getting worse.
ReplyDeleteJanice, apparently these ‘congregational’ terms date back 5⅓ centuries to a work by Dame Juliana Berners, Prioress of St Mary of Sopwell, Hertfordshire, and an English writer on heraldry, hawking and hunting. Her book was titled The Book of Saint Albans.
ReplyDeleteHey thanks, Eve!
ReplyDeleteWasn't there a book out several years ago that listed all the plurals? I think the title was A [Something I don't remember] of Larks.
ReplyDeleteIf there really is a "crow sheriff" in charge, he'd have to keep an eagle eye out on everyone and everything, wouldn't he? Just so nobody flocked up...
Just trying to take one for the caws. Or, as one of my guitar buddies says, "I keep hoping, but they never get any better, do they?"
Steve, there was such a book, although the name escapes me at the moment. The list also appears in a number of web sites.
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