I’m not sure if I believe in omens, but if this was one, it can’t have been a good one: Yesterday when we came home from a pleasant active morning at the Y, there were 8 or 10 big black crows on our driveway. No one else’s, just ours (we share a driveway with the next-door neighbours. They were on our half). They flew off into the trees as we pulled in to park. Then they silently (thankfully) looked at us from their perches. We couldn’t see any reason for them to be on our driveway, no juicy morsels to peck from the ice, and they didn’t come back. I expected to come in and find a dead body or something, but so far it’s been business as usual.
I wish I’d counted them – wouldn’t it be even creepier if there were 13? And with a Friday the 13th coming up? I wonder when the statute of limitations is up on omens? Would I be able to link something bad that happens, say, next week, with this bizarre incident?
As it’s never happened before, I am inclined to think it portends something, well, ominous. Told you I was superstitious.