I am a little Irish through my paternal grandmother. It is always fun to be Irish on St. Patrick's Day. In grade school I always made sure to wear green so I wouldn't get pinched. Not that many people had the guts to pinch me. There weren't many kids bigger than I. Comes in handy on days like St. Patrick's. Imagine my surprise when I learned that St. Patrick had nothing to do with shamrocks and leprechauns!
In all truth the man known as St. Patrick was born in Britain to wealthy parents near the end of the fourth century. At the age of 16 he was taken captive by Irish raiders. For 6 years he was held in captivity working as a shepherd at which time he became a Christian. He escaped back to Britain only to feel God's call to return to Ireland as a missionary. Patrick's great success in converting Ireland from a pagan to Christian land and the legends that developed around his work have helped to ensure we celebrate him on the day of his death, March 17th.
I have visited Ireland and have first hand insight into why it is associated with the color green. It is all green. Lots of green. Green as far as you can see, until it turns to blue on the horizon. That suits me just fine. My favorite color is green. I like all shades of green, although lime is a particular fancy of mine. So decorations for St. Patrick day are right in my wheelhouse. Here is what my second littlest helper and I put together last week. I got the idea here icandyhandmade.blogspot.com, but I changed it a bit. I didn't really like the sentiment of "Luck", but it seemed green so I went with it and added "blessing" to salve my ruffled feelings. Also, I needed a longer board to hold all my blessings!
Lucky me, more green decorations for my home. You can bet your soda bread this isn't coming down the 18th of March!
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