We had 18C (65F) and lovely sun and many people were out enjoying it by walking their dogs, strolling on the beaches or sitting outside with a coffee, beer or wine.
I originally posted this piece back in 2022. Here it is again, updated but still appropriate, I think. Cheers.
Today is St Patrick’s Day, and although I don’t have any Irish antecedents, my husband does. He is half-Irish. In fact, his surname is so Irish that it glows green in the dark.
I don’t really understand why St Patrick’s Day has become so popular – is it the green beer? the riddance of green snakes? – but since I’m a half-French frog, I do understand the green background and that it confers a certain ability to stand up to the preconceived notions of others. Nevertheless, as Kermit the Frog so famously said, “it’s not easy being green.”
So here’s to the Irish! May they live as long as they want, and never want as long as they live.
These lovely trees have started their spring blooming process.
Although they are referred to as cherry trees because they produce clusters of very cherry-like looking fruit in the autumn, this tree is actually a member of the dogwood family.
The “cherries” these trees produce are quite tart but I understand they make the most delicious jams, jellies, juices and fruit leathers.
This tree is in a park and the birds usually strip it bare as soon as the berries ripen, so I haven’t actually tasted them.
Tasty or not, their blooms are a lovely and welcome spring sight.