Pic of the day. Saturday, October 17th

What do they say about plentiful berries and a hard winter?

This holly at St Saviour’s in Larkhall is covered in them!

Why are such things called Old Wives’ Tales?

2 Comments

  1. I wonder if Old Wives Tales is a version of a derogatory way of saying women’s versions of acquired wisdom through a lifetime of observation is suspect while that handed down by horny handed men of the soil is, of course, gospel. Life goes on and old attitudes linger long after their Best Before dates.

  2. There are many traditional signs of a hard winter to come, so many that in any given year at least one of them is bound to occur. When there is actually a hard winter, the predictors crow about being right, and keep quiet in other years. (Readers of certain newspapers may be familiar with the annual headlines.)

Comments are closed.