Well, I finally planted everything yesterday. Everything was looking pretty sad and droopy, and I had convinced myself that it was all over before I'd even started.
But! We have ourselves a St. Patrick's Day miracle! The chives, which were lying nearly flat last night, are now upright and bright green, and my beloved apple mint, who was yellow and shriveling a day ago, is now healthy and standing tall. Very happy about that.
In other news, Ha'Penny had a show last night, but it was one of our stranger performances. Mark's parents are involved with the Catholic Church in Paradise, and so we served as the entertainment to their St. Patrick's Day celebration last night. Being Paradise, the average age was about 70, and we were nothing more than background music, which I wasn't used to.
It was fun nonetheless, and I started to learn the ropes of setting up and taking down equipment, and also tinkering with the PA system.
And I got some so-so corned beef and cabbage as well.
Thom's wife gave me a beautiful cream Renaissance-style shirt also, and I thought it'd be too big, but it's perfect, and I love it.
Now it's St. Paddy's Day morning, and I woke up with my usual Irish Breakfast tea (which feels just a little more festive on a day like today) and put on the corned beef (my first attempt at cooking it myself) while listening to some Celtic tunes. Between the smell of the corned beef cooking, the green of my dress, and the surprise come-back of my little garden, I'm feeling pretty happy this morning.
We'll go down to Duffy's to hear the
Pub Scouts a little later this afternoon, and then I might go visit my enchanted place for a while. Then dinner, and the annual viewing of
The Secret of Roan Inish, which I discovered in VHS form when I was about 6, and fell in love. It's become tradition to watch it on St. Patrick's Day now. Today shall be no different (:
edit:
Aw today was satisfying. I cooked the corned beef all morning, then Jonny and I walked down to Duffy's. It was pleasantly crowded and comfortingly noisy, in that pub sort of way :P The Scouts were all mic'd up today, so were actually quite loud, and easy to hear over the bustle of people. Vita saw me first, and then Jewel, and I was happy to see them both too! They must be so tired, three shows in three days.. 'tis the season I suppose.
There was a group of girls with jig shoes on, who danced in a line, and then each danced individually in the middle of the crowd, and aw, it was actually so much fun. Jonny and I had a Guinness and danced together, and clapped along to the music, and the tapping of the girl's shoes.
We went to the new Mexican restaurant then, and shared an enchilada dinner, as it was on special price. Not too bad. Was kind of funny eating enchiladas on St. Paddy's Day.
And then we continued the tradition we started last year, by going to the Antiques shop and looking around. Jon is looking for a shelf for some of his collectibles, and I was just.. looking. Two highlights: the Winnie the Pooh and Tigger soap holder 3 annd the blue gingham summer robe.
Then it was a walk back home, where I put on some BBQ chicken for Jonny (who does not have the same love affair with corned beef and cabbage that I do) and then went over the the enchanted spot for a while.
The other day, I took Jon to see it, and despite spending every day this last week undisturbed, my tree was covered with a legion of ants when I took Jon. Was rather upset.. I thought about stringing some bay leaves together and wrapping them around the trunk like a protective garland...
Though, today, I came on my own, and there wasn't an ant in sight. I think maybe the tree wasn't pleased I'd brought an outsider.. it's just something between me and my tree, and no one else is allowed :P
I spent some time sitting and reading on the boulder by the creek as well, and walked to the giant hollow tree.
We ate dinner around 6, and mmm, I managed to cook it to the same level of goodness that my mom has for my whole childhood. I was quite pleased.
While I washed the dishes, Jonny hung up the painting he got me for my birthday. It's wonderful. I've loved it forever, for some reason, and it's quite surreal to walk into that part of the house and see it hanging there :P
Now I'm out here on the porch enjoying one more Guinness and watching twilight creep in.
Once Upon A Time and a late night showing of the Secret of Roan Inish up next, and then some sweet slumber.
A happy St. Paddy's Day to ya!