Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window into a grey cloudy cold January sky. The wind blew and the rain came down. This was not an ideal day to watch birds. However from the kitchen window mr. Kite watched two collared doves flitting between trees in his garden. Perhaps this is a day for the 'garden list'.
Even the garden list did not extend much on this cold windy day except for a 'gulp, or a murder, or a tittering, or a tidings' of magpies. Today the 'gulp' seemed to play, court and make a 'cha cha cha cha' chatter.
Looking at these noisy birds reminded Mr. Kite of a traditional rhyme:
Magpies
One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a letter,
Four for a boy,
Five for a secret never to be told,
Six for silver,
Seven for gold.
So with five magpies in the garden; 'What is the secret never to be told?'
Mr. Kite likes the species name; 'pica pica'. As the light faded and darkness descended mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple of Tetlet tea. Cheers.
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