@basika 23 February 2022 more from that month

Good morning everyone, of course who has the morning. We call this tree "cat", they started to wake up. There is also a beautiful legend of stories about them. Legends of cat tits 🙂 Cat's tits start to bloom in March (somewhere before) There are several species, and there are several legends about how they got their name First legend: An ancient Polish legend says that many, many spring ago, a mother cat cried desperately on the river bank. The little kittens, forcing the butterflies, rushed into the river and began to drown. The willows on the edges of the water heard the cat's mother crying and wished to come to her aid, dropping their long, graceful branches into the water to save the tiny kittens. The kittens clung to the willow branches and were safely pulled ashore and rescued. Every spring since, legend has it, willow branches get tiny fur buds, right where kittens were once caught. Another legend: The farmer, angry that his house cat had just touched another kitten's litter, concluded that there was too much mouth to feed in his house, so he put the newborn kittens in a canvas bag, went down to the river bank and threw the bag into the water. In the whirlpools of the fast river, the knot on the sack is untied, and the kittens fall out. Watching the horrific scene, the mother cat meowed loudly on the shore and desperately despaired. The willows that grew downstream heard the cry of the mother cat and out of sympathy stretched out their branches like vines, so the kittens clung to them ❤ Dobro jutro svima, naravno kome je jutro. Ovo drvo mi zovemo "cica maca", počele su se buditi. Ima i lijepa legenda priča o njima. Legende o cicama macama 🙂 Cice mace počinju cvjetati u ožujku ( negdje i prije) Ima ih više vrsta, a postoji i nekoliko legendi o tome kako su dobile ime Prva legenda: Drevna poljska legenda kaže da je prije puno, puno proljeća mama mačka očajno plakala na obali rijeke. Mali mačići su natjeravajući leptire upali u rijeku i počeli se utapati. Vrbe na rubovima vode čule su plač mame mačke i poželjele joj priskočiti u pomoć, spustivši svoje duge, graciozne grane u vodu, kako bi spasile majušne mačiće. Mačići se čvrsto uhvatiše za vrbine grane te tako bijahu sigurno izvučeni na obalu i spašeni. Svakoga proljeća otada, kaže legenda, vrbine grane dobivaju sićušne krznene pupoljke, upravo tamo gdje su se nekoć uhvatili mačići. Druga legenda: Seljak, ljut što je njegova mačka pokućarka upravo omacila još jedno leglo mačića, zaključi da je u njegovoj kući previše usta koja valja hraniti pa stavi tek rođene mačiće u platnenu vreću, siđe do riječne obale i baci vreću u vodu. U virovima brze rijeke čvor na vreći se razveže, a mačići ispadnu van. Gledajući stravičan prizor, mama mačka glasno je na obali mijaukala i bolno očajavala. Vrbe što su rasle nizvodno začuše plač mame mačke i iz suosjećanja ispruže svoje grane kao lijane, pa se mačići uhvatiše za njih ❤