Word: roost
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...seraglio, however, sex was sometimes secondary to intrigue, and the queen mothers and chief eunuchs often ruled the roost as much as the rooster. Too much ikbal resulted in too many male heirs eligible to succeed as sultan. Aggressive siblings-or their mothers-cut down the rival candidates neatly. As soon as he was named sultan in 1595, for example, Mohammed III murdered 19 half brothers and, to be certain of obliterating all possible competition, also killed seven of his father's concubines who happened to be pregnant at the moment. This was extreme even by Topkapi ground rules...
Hereford cattle graze on hardened marsh spits; flocks of egrets and herons roost on bleached dead oaks; pigs and white-tailed deer roam through sand dunes and forests filled with jungle-like vines. A sparkling white shoreline stretches...
Brief Concern. Two hours after their liftoff, Scott and Irwin were reunited with their hardworking buddy. After passing the precious cargo of moon rocks into Endeavour and closing the hatch, Scott said wistfully: "The Falcon is back on its roost and going to sleep." In fact, it came to a thunderous end. After a brief flurry of concern because of a possible hatch leak, the astronauts cut loose the lunar module's ascent stage and sent it crashing back to the moon's surface 59 miles west of Hadley Base. Its impact jiggled all three of the nuclear...
...Home to Roost...
...sternest test comes each winter when the great pinkfeet migrate from Iceland to roost in the wheat and potato fields of Lincolnshire. Considered Britain's ranking expert on wild geese, Thorpe has banded the pinkfoot for conservation, painted it on canvas, filmed it, shot 3,800 himself and instructed countless other guns−from the Queen Mother's private secretary to Actor Richard Todd−on the wily ways of "the loveliest bird that flies." The call of the pinkfoot, says Thorpe, is the most difficult to imitate. By recording the geese's ringing...