Whether or not this is a good omen only the “Merchants of Woo” can tell me, but I was up and out at dawn this New Year’s Day to photograph the sun rising over the St-Lawrence River in Baie-D’Urfe (temperature around -24C … I suffer for my art and birds) when the first birds of the year appeared. Two American Crows flying directly out of the rising sun across the frozen river and calling to each other … and, of course, to me also.

I read that two crows mean good luck! (Three means health, Four means wealth, Five is sickness & Six mean death).

Best wishes to all birders and well, everyone actually, this new bright shiny sunlit morning of the new year.