This little leprechaun [a.k.a. grandson Knox] appeared at my house this evening, wearing green shamrocks and his Irish eyes smiling, as the song goes. Although his family surname is English, he does have a bit of Irish in him [through his great great grandmother--my dad’s mom--who was a Flynn]. But I guess we’re all Irish on St. Patrick’s Day.
May your blessings outnumber
The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.
~Irish Blessing
The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.
~Irish Blessing
