The origination of a half-decent superstition

Since knocking on wood made the short list of popular superstitions I guess I don’t know what it takes to create a really good one.  But the other day while taking out the trash, or some other benign reason for stepping outside, I looked down and saw this little blue feather on my doorstep.  I tried to take a picture of how perfectly it was left there, just like a small present, but I couldn’t do it justice.  There, right in the center of my perfectly plain cement steps sat this brilliant blue feather.  It’s like life was saying to me, “Have a nice day, here’s a blue feather.”