One for sorrow, two for bliss—
Three for serpent’s mournful hiss.
Four for treasure, five for tricks—
Six for the rose that pulls and pricks.
Seven in the garden, eight in the sea—
Nine for the nine that watch from the tree.
Nightmares are silver, dreams are gold—
Ten for the wish in ignorance told.
—Marcella Pixley, Without Tess
I’m interrupting Everything Red due to some unexpected visitors. Apparently there was a crowfest in the neighborhood and I wasn’t invited. I decided to crash the party after hearing the racket. Several of them got excited when they found out they’d have their picture taken. I’ve combined some shots from the shindig with a few effects. I think it pairs nicely with the poem.
A Sprinkle of Faith 
It pairs beautifully- crows being assigned all sorts of attributes, the picture is open to interpretation from the way you constructed it.
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Thanks Judi that’s what I thought too.
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LOVE this SO MUCH!! I was not familiar with the wonderful poem–and your photo is very lovely.
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Thank you Z! I found the poem via Google and thought it was so perfect.
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Yes, Perfect!!
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That’s a lot of crows!
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Lol! 🤔
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