Here it is the first of May, which is also Buy Indie Day (support your local bookstores!) and would have been my mother's 68th birthday -- I guess it still is, so I hope she's having a Gibson somewhere with her parents, my cousins' Nana Kiely, my aunts Patti and Judi, my cousin Regan's husband Terry and everyone else she loved while she was here.
But I woke up this morning and said, "Rabbit rabbit," and I have no idea why I did this, or what it's supposed to do.
I first heard about the "rabbit rabbit" superstition from my high school French teacher, Mrs. Rhodes, who said it was a Breton custom (where I guess it would be "lapin lapin"). Wikipedia disagrees with this, ascribing it to Bromley, Kent, and dating it only back to 1954.
One disadvantage of going for walks with a large dog is that we rarely see rabbits. It's raining today and tomorrow, but we might go out looking for some on Sunday.
4 comments:
What a lovely thought. Nora O'Brien a friend from my early days in LA just passed away this week and I hope she's there with them.
Lots of love on what has to be a very hard day.
-kathleen
I saw her obituary and wondered whether you or Moira knew her -- what an awful shock.
I always say ,"Rabbit, rabbit." My mom always told me whom ever you said this to on the first wouldn't fight with you for the whole month.
I just sent out a tweet!! Ha Ha...
Can anyone answer this "Rabbit Rabbit" question? I am curiously intrigued... http://twurl.nl/bkuo26
Let us see what happens? :-)
Tah
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