March 17th
is Saint Patrick’s Day
This year March has five Fridays, four
Saturdays, and five Sundays. This only happens once every 25 years, and is
called “Irish Pot of Gold Day.” That means you will be 25 times more likely to
find a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. You don’t have to be Irish to GET
LUCKY. You don’t have to be Irish to find a pot of gold at the bottom of a
rainbow, but you do have to look very carefully
On Saint Paddy’s Day, green is KING.
You know the routine, get out and about and be seen in green. Dressed in green
Mother Nature is seen. She dips her brushes into her paint pots and spreads her
lovely shades of green plentifully over mountains, hillsides and valleys. The
little birds fly ALL about and sing sweetly to the children. It’s spring once
again. The air is filled with laughter. The buttercups, the daffodils the
scarlet combine are coming up. Hail spring as the bud-bedecked branches of
cherry blossoms come out, and in sunny meadows the dandelions shine. It’s
enough to make everyone feel jolly and gay.
Saint Paddy is a day for releasing
inhibitions, for laughing, and for having fun along with the leprechauns. Of
course, there are leprechauns. They were created once upon a spring, long-long
ago. when people first began to believe
in those sorts of things. You never saw a leprechaun? Well, how could you? They
come out very late on starry nights. They live in colorful flower cups, dance
on rose buds, and are so small you can hardly see then at first. But then as
your eyes adjust to the moonlight, you will see tiny people with little green
jackets and red hats with white owl feathers in their head band, and frogs, you
will notice, are dressed in green. You can hear them. They are the leprechaun’s
watchdogs, croaking all night, clear and sweet. You will feel very fortunate if
you have been part of all of this.
Dress in the morn; wear something green
to avoid getting pinched. Be sure and add a trinket or two so you won't look
ordinary. Eat lots of corn beef and cabbage so as to give a touch of gas to the
air. Drink lot of green beer while doing the Jig, then notice there’s not
enough “Honey Buckets.” near.
Do you have to be Irish to enjoy a game
of cricket? No! No more than you have to be a rabbit to enjoy Easter. The Irish
have cultivated a reputation for irreverence and a history of picking fights
with the big guys. They have a remarkable ability to take on, the world elite
cricket nations and WIN. The outcomes spark frenzied celebrations. Did you not
know that not very long ago their National Cricket Cloverleaf’s team kicked
England in the teeth, sheer shock. It was the best game ever.
You’ve
heard of Ben Franklin and his experiment with electricity using a kite, and the
boy who flew a kite across Niagara Falls which started the begging of a massive
bridge. Kites over the roof tops with children and dads flying kites buffeted
by the blustery wind in parks. The sun warming children’s faces on St Paddy’s
Day, sets the mood for a beautiful spring with the fragrance of fresh grass and
white jasmine, kiss with mooring dues. All around town. The kids will be out
and about, carrying kites with fluttery tails, crafted from newspaper, plastic,
or balsa wood. The kites you’ll see rise in the air like a birds on the wing.
Dad’s and leprechauns can to anything.
Don’t forget you are 25 times more
likely to find a pot of gold where you wouldn’t expect it, at the end of a
rainbow.
Blarney love too all; may your
troubles be less your blessings more; may
nothing but happiness come to your door on St. Paddy Day...
DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S.
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