After being pummeled for a month straight with unreasonably insistent rains, the weather patterns seem to be, finally, a bit saner. July has arrived like the poster child of Vermont summers, with cool, foggy mornings and perfect afternoons. I think people maaaay have noticed, as not only the forest is abuzz with critters busy making house, but it’s also abuzz with the endless sound of zipping. From eight-year-olds on family vacation to eighty-eight-year-olds crossing it off their bucket list, it is apparent that the hordes have arrived to zip. It feels like the Mecca of fun here at ArborTrek, so come on, pilgrims!
So if a group of geese is called a gaggle, a group of dolphins is a pod, a number of larks is an exaltation, multiple bears make a sleuth, owls together form a parliament, and a group of crows, unfortunately, is deemed to be a murder…. (The list goes on and on, I happen to have a minor obsession with collective nouns), then WHAT, pray tell, might a group (horde, crowd) of zippers be??? The best suggestion for a collective noun for zippers wins a free water bottle!
Oh yeah, and the turkeys have arrived! They travel together, and a group of turkeys strutting across the road en masse is called a rafter.