Interpret this, sucker !

I leaned out over the balcony of our room in Danby Wiske, overlooking a courtyard on a bright, sunny morning. The road behind the pub was quiet, but this was compensated by the number of birds which variously cheeped, chirped, sang and called all around us.

Then I saw the following:

First, a pair of doves in the courtyard.
Next, a pair of goldfinches on the red-tiled roof to my left.
Then, a pair of robins upon the wall opposite.
And finally, a single jackdaw swooped into the courtyard and preened and pranced about.

So, Oracle, tell me what it means.

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And, if you're being predictive, that evening as we were being driven back to our farmhouse B+B high in the moor-surrounded dale, a chocolate-brown hind dashed across the road immediately in front of us, pursued by a flash of owl.

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It's all nonsense, of course.



:Oo