Lucky Shamrocks
acrylic on birch,
5 x 5 inches
Barbara Muir © 2012
SOLD ♥
Happy St. Patrick's Day. A quiet one tonight with just Steven and me and
the cats and the dog. Ontario has declared a state of emergency because
of the Corona virus, with no public gatherings. So pubs are closed, the parade
is off. But we drank a little bit of green champagne with our supper and
sang When Irish Eyes Are Smiling. We listened to two versions, and by
the end of the second one I was crying. Why? Our little family has celebrated
this holiday because it was silly, and festive, and fun since the kids were
little. And every year we'd call my mother, who lived in Ottawa and make
her sing the song so we could hear something truly Irish. On my father's side
it was 100% Scottish. But my Mother had French, Italian, Irish and English
roots.
it was 100% Scottish. But my Mother had French, Italian, Irish and English
roots.
My mother has been dead for 6 years now, and I miss her every day.
My mother's Irish roots, actually came through the Huguenots, who
fled France for Ireland when Catholicism was imposed on the French.
My mother had Italian, French, Irish and English roots.
I hope if you're celebrating you're staying safe. It's good to think of
happy events in the midst of these strange times.
Steven and I dancing with glow sticks at one of
our former kitchen St. Patrick's Day parties
our former kitchen St. Patrick's Day parties
Have a good day.
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