Into March

Into March we go, I thought I'd be glad to say goodbye to February this year but the last three or four days of it were beautiful with a gentle hint of Spring.  The weekend was beautiful too.

I forgot to say White Rabbits on the 1st March.  It was something that we always said when I was a child.  A superstition I suppose like touching wood, crossing fingers and not opening umbrellas indoors.  Lots of others like throwing salt over your left shoulder if you spilt any and not passing anyone else on a staircase.  Not walking under ladders always seemed sensible to me as danger could lurk there for those both up and under the ladder.

White rabbits at Peak Wildlife Park.  They are usually out in the open but these had been kept inside because of the kits.

Spring flowers are opening up in the garden and the heather is buzzing with bees.  I can actually hear them over the hissing of tinnitus in my ears.

There have been some wonderful evening skies.  Red sky at night, a shepherd's delight, red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning.   Another saying or superstition from childhood.  There are many of those.  Have you any to share?