Top o the mornin’ to you!
Did you know that you can plant your sweet peas, without threat of reprisal, when the leaves on your lilac bush are as big as a mouse’s ear? I’ve done it every year with a multi-colored feast of dainty, fragrant sweet peas to show for it!
I dreamed of spring colors after visiting our seasonally festive--thanks to Marissa--glassybaby stores, dressed in elegant rainbow arrays and cheerful, fertile greens. It all just spoke the word "spring" to me. Time to dig in the ground.
So, off I soldiered, in a driving, rain-spotted windstorm to check on our lilac leaves. I thought I could hear the "tap, tap" of a leprechaun’s little hammer as I made my way to my treasure of a mouse’s ear. As I rounded the house corner, there it was, but as I got closer, there it wasn’t! Not one leaf! Did that little fellow snatch it away in an act of trickery? I’ll never know. But I thought I heard a giggle. There will be no sweet pea planting around here quite yet.
No worries, though, when you’ve got rainbows.
As for those colorful arrays of glassybaby. I just want to take each color home: A big yellow "taxi," or a smoky "whiskey." Absolutely stunning! And the green glassybaby are to "dye" for, literally. And that means green beer, green hair, green fingernails, for if you don’t wear green on St. Paddy's Day, you may get pinched!
"kelly" suggests the wink of a merry eye, wise old trees, emerald isles--a versatile color for all seasons. But I think of springtime, shamrocks, and good luck when I light it and bask in its, shall I say, bloom.
If you see a "leprechaun," light it and you will have good luck all year or at least until your tea light goes out. (Not really...I was deceived into saying that by you know who. But though a trickster he may be, he is lucky to have a glorious, sassy, verdant glassybaby named for him.)
I'd like to send much love to our first-born, E.A., as he celebrates his St. Patrick’s Day birthday in Galway. Have a pint on us!
And here’s every good wish that you all find your treasure at the end of the rainbow, at this magical time of year as darkness begins to turn to light.
May the road rise to meet you.
Until next time,