It's come to this.
Lacking ANY of the wisdom of our forebears
we must invent our own augury.
Fine.
I can tell you first it is good luck when any bird shits in front of you
instead of on you.
And that a dissimulation of birds, any birds,
but especially dark ones,
(so especially crows)
flying in a sky that is any shade of blue
means everything is going to be OK.
First bird that you see is a whisper from God.
Second bird is just herself, so you can remember who you are.
All subsequent birds
are irrefutable proof
that everything is fine.
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