Seeing Irish everywhere...

May you tap your Irish heart away today,

...and lay your head down to an Irish lullaby tonight.

                             Her Irish spirit is undeniable...

Not sure if you noticed. Today is St Patrick’s Day. We are supposed to wear green and celebrate our Irish heritage whether we are Irish or not. Truth is…I see Irish everywhere, everyday.  Being a half-blood, it is apparent to many that I have the Irish fire within me. Let me first correct something, I am a quarter Irish, quarter Welsh and half Italian. I must be thankful for the Welsh because it tones down the feisty Irish side of me.  My welsh also keeps the proud Italian and fighting Irish from duking it out every day in my internal dialog. Either way, I wear my freckles proudly. As I was saying, seeing Irish doesn’t happen on just one day a year. Seeing Irish is a fortunate every day occurrence. First and foremost, I see Irish in my daughter’s beautiful face, mapped out by cute freckles, each with a story waiting to be told.  My husband can’t mistake my Irish cooking as I have often been chastised for putting a baked potato on a plate and calling it dinner.  When we play outside and step barefooted in the lawn, it is a constant reminder of the splendor that is the Irish countryside that reflects emerald green like no other.  On this St Patrick’s Day a bit of Ireland waits on my doorstep, as a contraption designed at catching a real live leprechaun awaits a quick little fellow. In my own town, I am often reminded by Irish heritage even if it is a bit interpreted.  While the rainbow in our neighborhood may end at Lenos, the best Italian deli in the world, it is filled with Irish faces making wise decisions in finding gold in their canolis. I see so many children running at Go Far crossing fields in true Irish fashion.  Friends meet for a laugh at Time Out Tavern to share a pint of happy.  We may not have as many stone houses but we have a quaint village where faces are friendly and familiar. I am also reminded by the beautiful horses that dot our landscape that a bit of Ireland is here for us to see each and every day.  Perhaps it is the luck of the Irish that I look out the window and see a gorgeous day awaiting me.  After a cold and hard winter, Ole St. Patrick is calling upon the green to come back into our lawns and cover our landscape. On this St Patty’s day may the old Irish proverb give us wisdom, may an Irish limerick give us the ability to laugh and may an Irish blessing send you off to enjoy this beautiful spring day.  St Patrick would probably share this sentiment:

May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day.
May songbirds serenade you every step along the way.
May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that's always blue.
And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through.

                                    ...and so is theres'.