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Tag Archives: Crows
From Ireland… and Stockbridge…
It’s been a long while — to be exact, since Christmas — since we heard from Berna, our Irish correspondent over in County Kildare. Here she is, walking again at Clongowes, in what’s becoming spring in Ireland, while we in … Continue reading
Interlude: Defending the Crows!
From Seattle, Marilyn has taken up the cause of the crows, who, not so long ago, we referred to by the generally accepted (if peculiar) collective descriptor, a Murder of Crows. Thanks to a recent documentary on PBS, she has become an … Continue reading
Collectives: A Murder of Crows
When creatures come together, they form a group, an aggregate, a gathering. The words that are used to describe the collectives of any particular type of creature are whimsical, and often delightful. Crows didn’t actually murder Vincent van Gogh (he … Continue reading