“One for sorrow, two for joy …” and so the well-known rhyme begins but how many for five? We asked ourselves this question recently when no less than five magpies landed in our cherry, birch and hawthorn trees at the same time! They were strikingly lit by the early evening sunshine against a rather threatening grey sky although, being the driest Spring in years, the threatening cloud amounted to nothing.
I suspect that very few people would claim that the magpie is their favourite bird. It’s certainly not mine but I do find them interesting and resourceful. Of our local bird population, they are almost always the first to show signs of nesting. This is usually evidenced by a pair of them in our trees tugging at smaller branches to create structure for their nest. Where the nest is, I don’t know but it’s somewhere over to the north side from our house. Having seen them break off pieces of twig, we then see them take off with these long strands trailing from their beaks. Later they will be back to rummage in our grasses by the pond. Presumably this makes good nest lining. My only complaint is they are not very tidy about this. Grasses do need thinning each spring and I do this by pulling my hands through them (wearing gloves as it can otherwise be a painful experience) and relieving the plant of huge great chunks of dead material which I then place in the compost bin. The magpies, on the other hand, take the pieces of grass they fancy, leaving the rest strewn across the lawn.
As you may have noticed, magpies also chatter a lot so you soon know when they are around. Sadly, the poor magpie is not blessed with a lovely lyrical voice like the blackbird, robin or wren, but instead makes a rather unpleasant clattering noise. That said, it isn’t as painful on the ear as a jay! We get a jay visit most Springs and it took a while for me to realise that it was the source of the most horrible screeching sound. You just have to sit back and admire the colours of the jay and hope that it doesn’t decide to announce its arrival!
So what else do we know about magpies? Well apparently their long tails account for at least half of their overall body length and their length of tail also indicates their social status. Magpies are also known to be sedentary birds so it is highly likely that the five sitting in our trees were all related to one another and probably evidence of successful matings from previous years. However, according to the RSPB, because the magpie’s territories are relatively limited, the area can therefore only sustain a certain number of pairs of birds. As a result, non-breeding colonies will gradually form so that the area doesn’t become over populated and food scarce. On average magpies lay around six eggs but the percentage of these that hatch and then survive into adulthood is relatively small. Their overall life expectancy is around three years.
Sadly magpies also have a reputation for harassing smaller songbirds and destroying their nests. I take a rather pragmatic view of this. We’ve had sparrowhawks in the garden before now and they will terrorise everything. In comparison, a magpie is a relatively small inconvenience for the other local birds and we see plenty of variety still so I don’t believe that their presence is that damaging.
Which brings us back to the rhyme. So what is ‘five’? The answer it turns out is silver and, just in case you don’t know the full rhyme, here it is for you:
One for sorrow, two for joy,
Three for a girl and four for a boy,
Five for silver, six for gold,
Seven for a secret than can never be told.
Eight for a wish, nine for a kiss,
Ten for a bird you must not miss!