The leprechauns returned again this year. They drank a beer and fell into Madie’s leprechaun trap but we found a little rope that Patrick O’Flannigan used to get out. In their haste and haze, they dropped six little green hats and six sparkling clovers in the garden. The kids found them as well as our traditional green pouches hanging from the trees — each with one of their names on it and a gold dollar coin inside. The leprechauns this year left green donuts and (not doubt in a gesture to Leslie’s Jewish heritage) green bagels. We are cooking the corned beef and cabbage for tonight’s dinner before heading off to our friends, the Jones, for their annual St. Patrick’s Day party in Alexandria.
Best wishes to the Turley clan in Ireland, particularly in the counties Armaugh and Down.
And to everyone . . . Erin go Bragh!!!