I think that’s the wonderful thing about an event like this. People describe it as their escape, their yearly therapy session…. I don’t know, I just think it’s a lot of fun spending 10 days with a super group of people gathered here in this wonderful place.
As an aside, today I watched a woodpecker on the tree, and I saw whales in the ocean. Very close to the shore. Amazing.
My favorite sight was a row of crows…. A murder of crows. The term “murder” was used to describe a flock of crows as far back as the 15th century, according to the Oxford English Dictionary. (Here’s a spine-chilling version from 1475: “A morther of crowys.”) There was a time once in England when it was fashionable to coin words for groups of animals based on their qualities, whether perceived or real. Hence we have a pride of lions, a gaggle of geese, and a murder of crows. Lions were thought to be regal beasts, so they got a proud name. Geese were noisy, flocking creatures, so their group name reflects that. Crows were thought to be loud, thieving birds. so their group name reflects those traits.
So as I write, very soon about 300 ladies will be arriving here at Asilomar. There is a lot of smiling chatting and animated conversation. Ladies are toting large bags full of goodies, cases roll to the beat of sneaker clad feet and the expectation is high.