A rookery of albatross
A pace of asses
A shrewdness of apes
A congregation of alligators
It's a new year, and so starts the calendar of collective nouns, a gift from my youngest child. I like hanging the first calendar of the year, so blank and full of potential, but rife with blind corners and surprises.
their tradition of recording the first bird of the new year. It might easily have been a junco or a chickadee who both crowd the bird feeders, but instead it was an Anna's hummingbird overwintering in the area, happy to have her feeder entirely to herself.
Hubbie and daughter had a chance to dance on the beach.
The dogs, oblivious to the new year, enjoyed themselves immensely.