Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts

Snails and the weather

The domestic hen persistently rolling in the dust is an omen of wet; whilst even the humble snails are aware of the changing conditions. They will cross roads and paths when the signs are bad. Thus the old English saying: "When black snails cross your path, black clouds much moisture hath."

Similarly, those who recall childhood days in the countryside, will remember the village boy crooning to a snail: "Snailie, snailie, shoot out your horn, and tell us if it will be a bonny day the morn?"

Britannia and Eve, 1st June 1932.