The wearing of the green

Well, I couldn’t resist it. It is St Patrick’s Day, after all! However, I am avoiding the obvious pictures of green-clad leprechauns and shamrocks, pots of gold and Guiness! Anyway, there aren’t too many of them sitting around in rural France (leprechauns I mean). Come to think of it, I’ve yet to see any in Ireland, but perhaps my imagination button was turned off at the time! The green I’m talking about is the real kind, vibrant and fresh, bursting forth from this wonderful earth. It never fails to fascinate me just how the solid ground, frozen hard in the depths of winter can produce such verdant vegetation year after year. Surely one of lifes miracles, happening right before our eyes. As if by magic, the trees wear a hazy mantle that will only increase as the days lengthen. I love this time of year, full of hope and expectation.

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DSCN3706And just for good measure, Happy St Patrick’s Day. Sláinte

A Bientot!

About Al in France

Dreams do come true and after many years I am now retired and living in France.
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3 Responses to The wearing of the green

  1. Same here. We are living in a farm in West Sussex at the moment, surrounded by sheep, cows, horses and geese and it feels like the Garden of Eden. Happy St Patrick’s Day to you too.

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  2. Warmer yes, but still very blustery. Forecast is for calmer weather next week. 👍

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