A day to wear green and eat favorite Irish meals and soda bread, St. Patrick’s Day sneaks up quickly as winter fades and spring is near. I wonder how many other countries celebrate American traditions like we do Irish traditions. Just wondering. That’s all. It is fun to try out Irish foods and learn about their traditions and proverbs.
Recently my brother was telling me about some friends of ours who have two daughters. One of the parents is African American. The other is half Caucasian and half Hispanic. The beautiful young ladies were telling my brother of additional origins of their parents’ ancestry. They were laughing about the many different origins, making it difficult to narrow down their ethnicity to just one. I don’t know if their Caucasian includes any Irish blood, but it wouldn’t surprise me. Get us Americans talking about our ancestry, and we have the stories to tell. It’s fascinating to look up our genealogy and find out about our ancestors.
This reminds me of an individual telling me one time that her family had Irish roots. She had a temper that often flared when things didn’t go her way. She laughed about using the excuse “It’s the Irish in Me” when she would get into situations because of her temper.
I haven’t been to Ireland, but I do have a part-Irish ancestry. I don’t believe that it’s the Irish in people that causes tempers to flare. The “It’s the Irish in Me” phrase is used proudly, as though speaking words in a moment of anger is an admirable thing to do.
Using the “Irish in Me” for a fun blogging thing to do, I changed up my tablescape on St. Patrick’s Day. White or cream trays are so versatile, and I enjoy using them in photos for my blogs.
The pitcher I used is one I picked up at a yard sale a long time ago. When not filled with flowers from the garden (like the snapdragons and pansies in the photo), it makes a perfect holder for scrap-booking scissors.
A little green, a few garden flowers, an Irish meal – all of it together made a perfectly pleasant St. Patrick’s Day.