The Irish have now invaded the piano in the study. They may not be Irish, but my eyes are smiling when I hear this song.
I’m not sure what an Irish jig is, but I’m sure I’d have fun trying to do it!
As I’ve said before, I just pretend that we are Irish when St. Patrick’s Day arrives, because I do love to celebrate. Ireland is on my bucket list, but a St. Patrick’s celebration is probably as close as I’ll get to that dream.
This Irish lad sees a pretty Irish lass walking around the pond. He’s waiting to introduce himself when she arrives on his side of the pond.
In my next post, I’ll be joining The St. Patrick’s Blog Crawl at Cuisine Kathleen’s.
I have no idea why subscribers to my blog received notification of an old post from my blog yesterday. (I have no idea why a lot of things happen on my blog!) Thank you for being a subscriber, and I apologize for the extra email from my blog. Hopefully, it won’t happen again.
I’m glad you spent some time with me today. laurie