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A siege or swoop of cranes. A construction of cranes.
A bob of cranes.
A dance of cranes.
Where do these collective nouns come from? Do people sit around and make them up?
Going from birds to other critters, you could note:A parliament/congress of baboons; And,A greed of lawyers.
A flink of cows
Nice artistic effect of falling snow.
wyo sis said..."Where do these collective nouns come from? Do people sit around and make them up?"Sometimes I stand around.A crane of necks.
Every little bit of moisture helps next Spring's crops.Plus is looks so darn nice out at this time of year, when snow and Christmas Lights mix. I think I'll go drive along University and look at the lights in the trees there -- my favorite Christmas display in Madison.
Well, Meade you're doing a fine job sitting or standing. A Bob of cranes is pretty good.
Hard to get into holiday spirit in 70 degree weather. The cranes looked like a "queue" to me. A group of trees collectively are police. (Copse)
Wounded Crane in a Cranium Chained Rain, softer than a murmured song, Hummed in an ancient language, Remnant waves of Silenced Pain. Crane, news bearer Fragile as the thinnest crystal Yet free in motion Free in flight Distinguished perfectly In essence and by construction Mocking forces of brutality. Train, hurried motion on static tracks Uninspired repetition Slaughterhouse and desert skulls Gas chambers and scimitars The final solution. Vain, human perfection. Folly, incision As perfect as a Bleeding brain. Cane, religion. Contrition Perfect insult Portraying God As a rug-merchant Peddling your soul And his heaven. Rain, cleansing sins uncommitted. Rain, from air to ocean Tears flowing, evaporating In endless cycles RAIN, bless the furtile soil soothe the driest cheeks sing to the mountain birds and lion herds RAIN! Noah's guiding companion To Ararat By destiny. To Ararat Our destination. Bedros Afeyan Montreal (1987)
I just found the Christmas album I grew up on on Amazon. I've been missing it for years, and here it is. I'm so happy. I've been searching and searching for Christmas MP3 albums, and specifically this one, but it was all either crappy Mariah Carey garbage or spiritless, generic recordings without vocals. It has one of my favorite O Holy Night recordings, too. Bliss! Bliss!Make sure you buy it through the Althouse portal, though. Or else it's a lump of coal in your stocking. Unless the EPA banned stocking coal. Then you'll get a stocking full of Solyndra's shredded documents.
Der Trommelmann!Even as a kid, that one always stuck out. It's a beautiful arrangement, but the German vocals can't help but grate the ears. Marlene Dietrich. That really dates the compilation.
Wyo sis, I happen to have the answer to that. It was called the 'venereal game,' and it dates to medieval times. From a book I enjoyed as a kid and still browse sometimes called Why Things Are by Joel Achenbach:Why Are There So Many Bizarre Names For A Collection Of Animals...?Our favorite is a parliament of owls, because you can imagine them in powdered wigs. According to James Lipton, author of An Exaltation of Larks, the English nobility had nothing better to do in the fifteenth century than sit around and think up funny names for groups of animals. This was called the venereal game, after the word venery, an archaic term for hunting. Terms became widely circulated by word of mouth, then established though the publication of books of courtesy, which instructed a gentleman how to behave in proper society and among other things use the right name for a bunch of foxes ("skulk").Many of the terms are conspicuously cute like a cowardice of curs or a murder of crows. Others sound cuter than they are meant to be; a school of fish is a corruption of shoal of fish, which is an appropriate image. Some others: A hover of trout, a husk of hares, a labor of moles, an unkindness of ravens, a murmuration of starlings, a knot of toads, a gang of elk, a fall of woodcocks, a rafter of turkeys, a kindle of kittens, a pitying of woodcocks, a crash of rhinos, a congregation of plovers, and a bevy of roebucks.
Cranes together are an awesome sight. You don't see them like this on the East Coast...though Texas has "passles" of them.
I saw a siege of them over Atlanta last week. Several hundred. Lovely.
One of the best is a flourish of strumpets.PS Poor Sherlock would get frozen to something out there.But he'd love it.
They're late this year. They like to eat bugs.
ErikaI found several books by Achenbach on Amazon, but Why Things Are is pretty pricy. I'll have to be content with the his two later books. I'm a sucker for trivia. Thanks for the tip.
Sedge is an important Egyptian word. It's the sound nswt, which I sound out nehsweat but others sound out su. It's one of those thing people work out individually due to silent letters, missing bits, and apparent extra bits originating with the phrase "he of the sedge" meaning leader of the tribe down there in the delta, down in the north, different from "he of the valley" or "he of the bees" or whatever else the upper Egyptians called themselves, there's as many names as ruling families, and cities and geographic areas and epochs. At any rate the sedge is basic, papyrus is a sedge. And right now I see who this Joel guy is whose images appear on google image search [nswt sedge egypt], not a bad looking fellow, something of a Talosian, iykwim, Blogger wouldn't let me link google image result for some reason, but his sedges made me laugh because I was bummed out about how my own glyphs were looking lately especially the birds, until I saw Joel's sedges.Sedges, rushes, reeds, grass, it's all quite confusing to a non-biologist type such as myself. Even nutritionists get in on messing with Chip. They go, "rice isn't a grain it's a grass." And I all, "grains are grasses, Bitches, stop messing with my mind."
A parade of cranes.On the frozen tundra.December's frigid wind comes in like a pirate.It is here that the game is begun with a whistle, and ended with a gun.I love NFL films references.
A crock of alligators.An allegation of crocodiles.
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