One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
Seven for a secret,
Never to be told.
I learnt the rhyme above as a kid - it's about counting Magpies, and the consequence of seeing them. I tend to recall them being a solitary bird, which may say something about the state of mind of who ever invented this rhyme.
On Sunday I went for a bit of wander in my local parks looking for anything to photograph. I found a very loose group of seven magpies, they were all feeding on the grass and generally looking under fallen leaves.
These may not be the magpies that the rhyme was written about, but I couldn't help but think about the secret that they were keeping.
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