Well, a shamrock plant jumped into my cart at the grocery!
But that's no surprise, is it? Things are always doing that!
Seems fitting, doesn't it, with spring drawing near and
St. Patrick's Day just around the corner?
I thought maybe it was time to let my frosty penguin
retire from the foyer table and some green things
come and take his place.
I've started collecting green planters from the 1920-1940's
like McCoy and Hull. They're in the auction trash quite often
and I have a nice little variety now. Here's two of them
holding candy and said plant.
The little bird is from the auction trash, too,
along with the four-leaf clover pressed behind plastic.
I'd say it looks pretty cheery...and almost spring-y!
The sun is even shining bright! But there IS still snow
on the ground. Still, at 23 degrees today, it felt like a heat
wave. Especially with that sun warming up the Jeep as
I ran errands today.
I wonder if my love for shamrocks has anything to do
with my Irish ancestry. ha.
And I've never met a potato or Shetland
wool sweater I didn't like. :)
It makes sense doesn't it? I mean, I have a lot of
Scottish blood in me and I love shortbread
and plaid wool fabric.
I have English blood in me, too...and I do love
their ironstone pottery and crumpets.
Just like loving pink clouds might have something
to do with my American Indian ancestry?
What's the connection there, you ask?
hahaha...well, when I was a kid, we loved to play
'Cowboys and Indians' (when it was still OK to do that).
I never wanted to be a cowgirl! I wanted to be an
Indian! And I always wanted my name to be Pink Cloud.
I just thought that name sounded SO cool.
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