Relative to the customs are many of the proverbs that were said and are still being said in Poros, mostly of Arcadic background, like:

Chicken, goose in January and duck in Alonaris

Joy on the dry Christmas, the day of the Lights is snowy and on the rainy Easter, the vineyards are full.

If February streaks, summer will smell.

March is a flayer and a bad pile burner.

Is March missing from the Lent?

If March makes two rains and April one more, it’s a pity for the farmer who has many seeds sowed.

On Saint George’s day, the bed goes outside, on Saint Dimitris’, the bed goes inside.

At the cursed place, it rains in May.

Στον καταραμένο τόπο το Μάη μήνα βρέχει

If the cicada doesn’t sing, it isn’t summer yet.

The work of the farmer can be seemed in the thresh.

(Proverbs from the journalist Vasili Koutouzi in his book about Poros)