St. Patrick's Day and a Bit More

Top o' the morning to you!

I was up and at it early this morning. I had a volunteer meeting at church this morning and I was trying to beat the clock on a few things before the meeting because rain is coming in.

I am a geranium loving fool. I have them everywhere. Two of my larger ones on the back didn't survive the winter and come back to life. I had tried something different this year. I brought some of them in to try and make it, but those were the ones that didn't do so well. Next year I might as well leave them out and just cover them.

I stopped by Lowe's and got two to replace them and really wanted to get them in the pots before it rained.

Last year's photo.

Also, I really had to go to the gym this morning because I had several busy days this week and had been slacking. Have to be firm about my time there. 

This is what happens when you live on the water and you own a spaniel and a retriever....every time you go out back.

They look so innocent.

It does no good to scold, because when you bring out the old towels to dry them off they think it is great. I get wet...Mama rubs me down all over.

The pansy story....seriously...look at these pansies.

Moved them to the side of the house and they are flourishing. I did a little research (quick one site research) and it says they love full sun and can take the winter temps, but I think the problem that I have with them is they get a lot of wind on the block wall and that dries them out. They like water also and I don't like cold, so I am sure I don't keep them moist enough.

I brought a couple in for the kitchen.

When I was younger, I used to bring violets and pansies into Mama for this bell jar.

It is the Liberty Bell. It has been in her kitchen forever. When she was moving, she put it in the box to get rid of. I dug it out.

If the pansies keep doing well I will just bring a few in every few days. If they last through April, they will look good with the cross stitch of April's cottage.

Now, for a What I Wore segment.

I pulled out shorts yesterday, but I think it is supposed to cool down a bit for the weekend.

They are a little baggie, but I love seeing what ladies my age wear. I struggle with trying to be hip, but still embrace the age. I am happy to be still kicking in my 50's and have no desire to look like a teenager. Yet, I want to look cute and not too Old Ladyish.

Since I didn't wear them all day, I pulled them out again today and....

No make up yet.

Yes, I am wearing my green and my shamrock.

Off to eat lunch with my mom and my uncle who is visiting her. 

I will leave you with an Irish prayer.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back. 
May the sun shine warm upon your face; 
the rains fall soft upon your fields 
and until we meet again, 
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Sandy