all gone . . . .

I was looking for my favorite Irish butter today to go along with all the traditional fixings and there was none to be had. Leaving the store I spotted these fresh tulips. They are grown by a family in Virginia - so, I was thinking about our Irish ancestors that traveled down thru the Shenandoah Valley and thought these would be appropriate . . . Erin Go Braless

1 comment:

  1. Love it (the tulips, not the braless)