The theme for this week's Photo Hunt is protection. The crow is probably my favourite bird. I have been pleased recently to hear their rasping caw of a morning as a murder descends on the roofs and chimney pots of the houses in our street. At times it is less a murder of crows than a genocide!Sadly by the time I have worked out how to use the camera while balancing on crutches the crows seems to have thinned out in numbers, mores the pity... and the shots are not exactly great.
Crows have been the subject of much folklore, some good, but a lot more bad. Finding a dead crow on the road is good luck but crows in a church yard are bad luck, It was unlucky in Wales to have a crow cross your path but if two crows crossed your path, the luck was reversed. "Two crows I see, good luck to me" In New England seeing two crows flying together from the left was bad luck... and so on and so forth.
Given that crows were more often a harbinger of ill than good the people of Somerset at one time used to carry a protection against them. So what was this protection? Scroll down!
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The humble onion! Don't as me how it worked!
The crow folklore was found here
While my cast is off, I am still tiring very easily. Please accept my apologies if I am still not doing as much visiting as normal
