Here is the 18th installment from my blog thread describing what to call groups of animals. More and more are endangered. See how many you can guess. Answers listed at the bottom of the page.
This Cambodian army member should have never left the army.
Nigh I saw the nye, they had vanished.
The ambush didn’t ambush anything. [1]
He put the purse in her purse.
The leap leaps down.
The conspiracy conspires to escape.
Answers:
Army deserter captured by member of another army, Angkor Wat, Cambodia
Army of frogs and monkeys [1]
Nye of pheasants (on the ground) [2]
Ambush of tigers [3]
Purse of sand dollars
Leap or leege of leopards [4]
Conspiracy of lemurs [5]
Look closely. Leap member in background, Kanha Tiger Reserve, India
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Ambush, Wat Pha Luang Ta Bua Yanasampanno, Thailand
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For me, one of the most exciting events during our two weeks in Tanzania was completely unexpected. We’d spent days on the Serengeti Plain to see the Great Migration. Now we were driving to the Ngorogoro Conservation Area. We halted very close to the Olduvai Gorge at a rest area with public toilets. [1] A sign advertising our next destination stood on one side of the parking lot.
Tanzania 2026
On the other side UNESCO had erected a huge plaque. Curious, I went over to read it.
I was standing less than 30 miles from where Mary Leakey discovered the Zinjanthropus skull, which pushed back the known timeline of human evolution to 1.75 million years ago and confirmed Africa as the cradle of humankind. AND! She found the Proconsul skull that connected us to a prehistoric ape ancestor. AND! She found the Laetoli footprints, fossil footprints proving early humans had walked erect far longer than scientists had believed. AND! The UNESCO World Heritage sign firmly gave all the credit to Mary, where it belongs.
I was out of my mind with excitement as I read. For some reason I’d always thought that those paleoanthropological discoveries occurred in Kenya (where the Leakeys had also conducted digs). To be so close to where the incredible artifacts were found, and to see her groundbreaking discoveries properly credited at last, thrilled me beyond words.
I am in awe. Tanzania 2026
Mary Leakey has been called ‘the woman who found our ancestors’. But, for as long as I can remember, her husband Louis got (stole!) all the credit. Louis Leakey was charismatic, showy, and a bit of a charlatan. He was skilled at fundraising and loved being in the limelight of fame. When Mary’s discoveries became famous, he traveled around the US to lecture about ‘his’ finds and speculate about their significance.
Mary quietly went on with her field work. She couldn’t care less about fame and wasn’t a bit intimidated by male colleagues.
For almost a century people have been trying to explain away the lack of credit she received. Sometimes her husband’s theft is described as a collaborative effort. As I was putting together this blog post, I was annoyed when I read an article in an article in The Roanoke Times, that “marriage to Mary Nicol paired Leakey with a first-rate scientist freeing him to work the public relations side of science. … Primarily using Mary’s work, Louis regained his scientific reputation.” [2] In other words, she did the work and he got all the credit.
The Smithsonian Magazine’s profile of Mary is even worse. The author said, “It’s worth remembering that Mary Leakey wasn’t university-educated and got her start as an illustrator on archaeological digs like the one where she first met Louis. And that Louis Leakey was already “a Cambridge University professor with an established reputation for fieldwork in East Africa,” according to Barnes, when he left his pregnant first wife to marry Mary, who was in her early twenties. Mary was talented, but she probably wasn’t sure how to play the game of academia, particularly in a field as fraught with intense differences of interpretation as paleoanthropology, which requires practitioners to form extended arguments off a few remaining physical clues about our ancient ancestors.” [3]
The article is another attempt to explain away her husband’s claim to her incredible discoveries as if really, he was just doing her a big favor. This is utter bullshit.
My questions are: WHY is it worth remembering that Mary Leakey wasn’t university educated? Mary probably wasn’t sure how to play the game?? A more plausable explanation is the well known fact that she didn’t indulge in speculation! Mary believed in using science and research to reach the conclusions.
I didn’t know that Uwe took my photo as I paid my respects before that sign. On that afternoon I felt an intense connection to our common ancestors, going back millions and millions of years. Standing where she had, where my first humanoid ancestors stood, made me dizzy.
It took my breath away and brought me close to tears. Still does, actually.
In honor of Mary Douglas Nicol Leakey, 6 February 1913 – 9 December 1996
NOTES: As if all this wasn’t enough, Mary also created a system to classify the stone tools they found at Olduvai. At the Laetoli site where she discovered the footprints, she also found hominin fossils more than 3.75 million years old. She discovered fifteen new animal species. She was responsible for creating a new genus. And she was the first to write about the Kondoa Irangi Rock Paintings in central Tanzania.
[1] Usually we made bush toilets, where you climb out of the jeep and duck down behind the back of it in the road. [2] The Roanoke Times . [3] And the title! “Mary Leakey’s Husband (Sort of) Took Credit For Her Groundbreaking Work on Humanity’s Origins.” Come on, Smithsonian! You’ve got to be kidding. https://www.smithsonianmag.
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I present installment #11 from my blog thread describing what to call groups of animals … I updated it and the roll call of endangered species has grown. See how many you can guess. Answers listed at the bottom of the page.
A walk walks very, very slowly.
When this parade parades by, you can’t miss it.
The building builds on the built building.
The skulk skulks to avoid hunters.
The clutter cluttered the basement.
He didn’t want a kettle in his kettle.
Parade member, Sahakari Spice Farm Goa, India
Answers:
Walk race, Cook Islands
Walk of snails [1]
Parade of elephants [2]
Building of rooks [3]
Skulk of foxes [4]
Clutter of spiders [5]
Kettle of vultures [6]
Clutter, Japan
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This is installment #10 from my blog thread describing what to call groups of animals, more and more of them in danger of extinction … See how many you can guess. Answers listed at the bottom of the page.
He parceled out food to the parcel.
The bob bobbed.
I added an herb bouquet to the cooking bouquet.
The pack thinks this part of Australia should be called the Outpack.
The pace set a slow pace.
How the charm charmed me!
Parcel, Chin village, MyanmarI’m a pack member, mate!
Answers:
Parcel of pigs
Bob of seals [1]
Bouquet of pheasant [2]
Pack of dingos [3]
Pace of asses
Charm of hummingbirds [4]
Parcel partBob, protected sea life islands near Woody Island, Esperance, Australia
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Yes. It’s time for the next post on animals that may go extinct thanks to the Trump administration’s removal of environmental protections. Installment #9 from my blog thread describing what to call groups of animals … See how many you can guess. Answers listed at the bottom of the page.
The gulp gulped down fish.
A puddle needs more water than just a puddle.
Late season is packed with packs.
A blessing blesses all my dreams.
The kennel was so happy to be out of the kennel!
The hover hovered just under the surface.
Kennel, Montréal Canada
Answers:
Gulp of cormorants [1]
Puddle of platypussi [2]
Late season of grouse (in late season) [3]
Blessing of unicorns
Kennel of dogs
Hover of trout [4]
Gulp
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This post is a blast from the past. My family spent many of the happiest weeks of our lives, individually and as a family unit, on the back trails of the Adirondacks. I’m posting this to remind myself I’m still on that trail, always.
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Here is installment #8 from my blog thread describing what to call groups of animals … most of them now endangered or vulnerable. See how many you can guess. Answers listed at the bottom of the page.
The roll rolled up tight.
The flight took flight.
You don’t want this wake at a wake.
We spotted three stands standing on the beach.
The parliament looked parliamentary and regal indeed.
The risk risks being turned into dinner.
Parliament, Madeira
Answers:
Roll of armadillos [1]
Flight of butterflies [2]
Wake of buzzards
Stand of plovers (on land) [3]
Parliament of owls [4]
Risk of lobster [5]
Flight, back trails Cranberry Lake, Adirondacks USA
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While we were in New Zealand in February we stopped at Punakaiki Pancake Rocks and Blowholes Walk, South Island. It was a gorgeously sunny day and a pod of Hector’s dolphins were cavorting off shore!
The Pancake Rocks are eroded limestone rock formations, flat and compressed. The Tasman Sea has eroded them into blowholes and caves. It’s a great spot. We visited it for the first time 20 years ago… when the weather was cold and wet and rainy. We did manage to get a photo between showers.
I wanted to use this photograph for our annual Christmas card that year. Sadly, for some reason, Uwe nixed the idea. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! xo
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I present to you installment #7 from my blog thread describing what to call groups of animals … See how many you can guess. Answers listed at the bottom of the page. (I’m especially proud of No. 5 on this week’s list!)
Their knot knotted in the mud.
He heard the murmuration’s murmurs.
Unblinking, the stare stared back.
The dole didn’t look doleful.
The earth’s earth was in the earth. ***
Stuffy noses don’t suit a sute.
Stare, Raptor rescue center, AustraliaDole, Wong Tai Sin Medicine Temple, New Territories, China
Answers:
Knot of toads [1]
Murmuration of starlings
Stare of owls [2]
Dole of turtles [3]
Earth of foxes; place the vixen (female fox) searches out to raise her kits; ground she finds the earth in. ***3 uses of the word! [4]
Sute of bloodhounds
Knot member, back trails Cranberry Lake, Adirondacks USA
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MAYDAY is an online cultural magazine produced by New American Press and I am very proud that they accepted my piece for their Culture column!
The Ghastly Ghost Writer is my takedown of Philip Roth, who tried his hardest to erase Anne Frank…. When I happened to stumble over his book I was appalled and disgusted. A year later I was still disgusted, enough so that I wrote about it.
MAYDAY agreed with me. I hope you will, too. Follow this link to read my essay in MAYDAY Magazine: MAYDAY Magazine: Culture