Springtime

So, you want to celebrate the spring equinox. Okay, let’s do it.
Go to Harmon’s or your nearest favorite shopping place; keep it simple and fun with little work in mind. Get the wine...and not the boxed kind (For those of you who go the cheap route) or even grab some great Champagne.
You can celebrate the Equinox through today and tomorrow, because if we were living in Ireland we wouldn’t give a damn about the time frame. Invite a few friends, if possible, or share with the 4 footed furry type (Unless you’re a bird lover). If it’s sunny tomorrow go outside and breath in the “almost” clean air of SLC Utah. Make wishes?...sure, if you want to. Will they come true?....sure, if you believe they will. lets spend as much time as we can together with friends and family whom we love because that's the true rebirth of the year. (I had to add ONE serious note.)
For me, I’m having a little tea, the jasmine type, and a little cake and the rest of the frog eyes salad I bought. Oh and the little tarts, I’m so glad we have Harmon’s.
Happy Equinox

The Lore of Leprechauns

The Irish didn't always look so kindly on wearing the color green. Irish folklore considered the color unlucky as it was the favorite shade of the Good People, Leprechauns. those who wore too much of the color, especially children could be stolen away, Some cynics may tell you there are no such things as leprechauns, but there are those who beg to differ. True believers will swear that if you take a stroll along a quiet country lane in Ireland, You can actually hear the mischievous leprechauns giggling by the side of the road.


A TRUE TALE
About two centuries ago Molly Cogan of Kilmallock told the famous folklorist Thomas Crofton Crocker about a leprechaun her grandfather had met, and even caught. It happened like this: one night as he went to the to tend his old mare, Grandpa Cogan heard something hammering hammering hammering just for all the world like a shoemaker making a shoe and whistling all the time the prettiest tune he ever heard his whole life before. He guessed what might be making the sound and remembering tales of leprechauns and their gold, he crept in. He looked around but never a bit of the little man could he see anywhere, but he heard him hammering and whistling and so he looked and looked, till at last did he see the little fellow. And where was he, do you think, but in the girth under the mare and there he was with his little bit and apron on him, and a hammer in his hand, and he was so busy with his work, and he was hammering and whistling so loud, the he never minded my grand father till he caught the leprechaun fast in his hand. "Faith i have you know", he says. "And I'll never let you go till I get your purse, That's what I wont. So give it here to me at once now" "Stop Stop! cried the leprechaun. Stop till i get it for you. So my Grandfather like a fool you see opened his hand a bit and the little fellow jumped away laughing, And he never saw him anymore. and never a bit of the purse did he get only the leprechaun left his little shoe that he was making and my grandfather was mad enough angry with himself for letting him go but he had the shoe all his life. and my own mother told me she often saw it and had it in her hand and twas the pretties little shoe she ever saw

A bit of St. Patrick

Born in Wales to wealthy parents at the end of the 4th century, at the tender age of 16, Young Patrick was taken prisoner by a group of Irish raiders and whisked across the Irish Sea, Where he spent the next 6 years in captivity working as a lonely Shepard. His religion was his solace and so he became a devout christian. After 6 years, Patrick heard God's voice telling him it was time to leave Ireland, So he escaped from his captors and made his way back home. Here he had another vision from an angel who told him he should go back to preach Christianity to the Irish. After 14 years studying to be a priest, Patrick returned to Ireland where he built churches and spread the Christian faith for the next 30 years until his death on March 17th, 460 AD


St. Patrick used this simple green herb to explain the concept of the Holy Trinity, The Father The Son and The Holy Spirit and how they could all exist as separate elements of the same entity. His followers adopted the custom of Wearing a Shamrock on his feast day