This morning at the Marina I saw a white-winged crow. Two days ago my uncle in England died. The two things may not be related. But they may be. White-wing crows fascinate me. I didn't know such an anomaly existed until several years ago. After attending the funeral of a young client who died unexpectedly and tragically, I was driving home when I wondered how he, our client, was, if he was at peace. As soon as I wondered that, a bird practically flew into my windscreen, so close that I followed its path, thinking I must have struck it: a crow with a white stripe across each wing. It settled in a pine tree. An intense feeling of deep peace settled over me and I knew that our client was okay. I also believed that he had sent the crow as a sign. I did everything I could to find out more about white-winged crows but found very little.
A few years ago, a crow with white-striped wings frequented our bird feeder for a couple of days. Nothing happened. A week later, our neighbour died unexpectedly.
The crow I saw this morning, from a distance after I noticed white splotches on the wings of another pecking at grass, had all white wings as it flew. A sign from my uncle? Something yet to come?
On a much less mystical note, Rob and I went to see the Magnus play Back to '59 on Saturday night. Dad had been to see it with Sandy. They both really enjoyed it and Rob had seen it when he volunteered at Magnus on Wednesday. As soon as he had finished volunteering that night he said for me to get tickets. The play was full of old songs, the four actors filled with energy for singing, dancing and acting. They launched into one of my all-time favourite songs, The Lion Sleeps Tonight and I could sense Rob getting antsy beside me. Immediately following that, one of the men sang a solo, another of one of my all time favourite songs, Sukiyaki. My heart swelled and I swayed in my seat, tapping my feet. Beside me, Rob was practically bouncing in his seat and finally whispered, "Once I heard that song, I knew you had to come to see the play. " For sure!
Those two songs are popular and I have a few versions of each one: my favourite versions of each which I thought I would share here. Hopefully these songs are amongst your favourites, too.
The Lion Sleeps Tonight has been a favourite of mine since I was a child, a wonderfully comforting and uplifting song, an African lullaby I believe.
Acapella mesmerises me and I totally love The Nylons., a Canadian group. Watching them perform this live was bewitching.
May all your lions be asleep.
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