How About A Little Irish Laughter.....

"As you slide down the banisters of life may the splinters never point the wrong way." An Irish Blessing...

Searching for Green.....
In my living room, I wish I could say I painted this beautiful picture but it is purchased ....maybe someday I will paint an Egret from my photos....

So I love the shamrocks!  I just love Green to be truthful-ha!

Below is my clay Leprechaun that I made a few years back.  He is playing a leaf stringed instrument and has an Acorn cap.  He is sitting on a small Oak leaf that I made as a padded fabric coaster.

And here is one of my fiddles that I play "Danny Boy" on and a host of other Irish tunes that my Dad taught me how to sing when I was little.

My Sis-In-Law gave me this little harmonica player as I have played a harmonica ever since I was a little girl along with my brothers and Father.

This is an Irish Tin Whistle that I recently purchased.  No, I do not know how to play it yet, but I will-ha!  Because of the fingering, I cannot play it by ear until I learn fingering placement.  I will have to buy the book when funds permit....

 

This is a cement leaf that hubby made using a real Elephant Ear leaf to create.  It is has a depression and is like a dish on my side table in the living room.  I love it.

I found this beautiful little Vintage Calendar on line,  but I cannot remember if it was from the Graphics Fairy or not.

You don't have to be Irish to enjoy searching for the green....Where is the green at your house?  Do you decorate for St. Patrick's Day?

♥KERRIE♥

My heart to yours...

Faith and Begora!

And a wonderful St. Patrick's Day to ye all!  I am a wearer of the green with an Irish Daddy.  He taught me all the Irish songs and ditties and love for the Irish Music that could never keep my feet from dancing!  I love the Chieftans, Irish recording artists as well as Michael Flatley in Lord of the Dance that I saw live in Myrtle Beach several years ago at the Palace Theatre.  Irish music can be gay and happy or sad and melancholy, indigenous to the breed.  I wished I had asked more questions about the old timers in the family when my Dad was alive.  But they were stern Irish Catholics with some hell raisers thrown in but always a good time at family gatherings with singing and playing the harmonicas and guitar.  Here is a picture of my father's Mother Catherine.  She died before I was born.

And here is a picture of my Irish Grandfather, Phillip, with my Aunt, Sr. Teresina and my Grandmother Catherine again. 

Below is a picture of my Grandfather when he was young.

I wish I had a picture of this grandmother when in her youth but I do not. I love my Irish heritage and wish I knew much more about the family.  If you have not asked more questions about your heritage, do it now while you still have the older members in your life to ask!  The older you grow yourself, the more these things will matter to you and hand them down to your children and grandchildren.  We all need to know where are roots are.  Just like reading the Bible, you need to read the Old Testament to understand the New.  May every Irish Blessing ever wished be sent to you this day and I wish you happiness in all corners of your house forever and a day!