It's not THAT kind of Green Day!
Happy St. Patricks Day to all the other wee Hobbit-like Leprechauns out there!
T'would be a grand day for seeking pots of gold at the end of rainbows but for the overcast, snow-threatening clouds hiding the sun.
Ah, well. We can't be complainin'. It IS the middle of March near the foothills of the Canadian Rockies after all. What else can we expect?
If it DOES fulfill the forecast and drop wee frozen bits of rain on us today, we can at least rest in the knowledge that it won't last long.
And we HAVE seen the green, green grass of home this week, and shall see it again.
So, Happy Green Day.
Out with yer shamrocks to do a sprightly jig on the bit o' lawn you can see peeping through the last of the snow.
And don't forget to remind the children that they'll be poopin' green from all the colouring you've been adding to their food today!
May the Lord keep you in His hand an' never close His fist too tight.