When Blue Jays & Crows Unite.

This morning's note from my father, the family's last standing old Indian:

Prediction: Paige, I saw a Blue Jay and a Crow, working as a Team to remove ears of corn from the yard and parking lot this morning (Tum and Jo Jo and I placed them yesterday). The squirrels for some unknown reason had slept in and I detected no movement from their nests, thus concluding from an old Indian belief that a birth is near at hand when Blue Jays and Crows unite and squirrels are struck by a strange sleep. So I shall now prepare a birthing fire, small embers with green twigs to make smoke for the next 72 hours! Blessings.