Happy St. Patrick's Day!
With St.
Patrick's Day here, it's okay to go green and celebrate. The
Shamrock is a native planet to Ireland. Shockingly, I discovered it's
a…weed! It's registered as a
trademark by the Irish government. Symbolic for Ireland, this little plant has
a unique history.
A shamrock is a 3
leaf clover that is very populous in Ireland. It's been said when St. Patrick
brought Christianity to Ireland, he used the shamrock to help illustrate the
Holy Trinity and how it could be three (Father, Son, Holy Spirit) in one
entity.
It's medicinal
properties including helping as an antidote to snake and scorpion bites.
Interesting
notes:
A shamrock is in
the lower right corner of the flag of the city of Montreal, Canada,
representative of the Irish population of the city.
Queen Victoria
decreed soldiers from Ireland should wear a sprig of shamrock to recognize
those fellow soldiers who fought bravely during the Boer war.
Don't confuse a 3 leaf shamrock with a 4 leaf clover. A 4 leaf clover is good luck!
Question for You: Does anyone else
have any cool shamrocks facts or stories to share?
Relax and go
green on the 17th!
Let me leave you
with a couple of Irish sayings:
Idleness is a
fool's desire.
3 things come
without asking: fear, jealousy, and love.
That butter and
whiskey will not cure, there is no cure for.
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Author Bio:
Stephanie Burkhart is a 911 Dispatcher for LAPD. She loves coffee, adores chocolate, and her favorite Irish food is soda bread. Her 99 cents story, Night of Magic, is set in Ireland.
NIGHT OF MAGIC:
Blurb: Finn braves the fires of Samhain, but does Aithne want to return?
Opening Line: "Darkness is coming."
Enjoy this Excerpt:
Finn remained silent as he prowled the
room and studied its features. Aithne lit a candle and put it in a pewter
holder on the same table with the key. Then she closed the door so they were
completely alone. Finn observed a shelf near the entrance with blankets, cups,
kegs, various clothes, and a water bowl. In the middle of the room stood a pole
which Finn believed acted as a support. On the opposite side of the room was a
glass door which led out to a balcony. He was curious as to where he had been
taken in the castle since he hadn't noticed a hightower upon his approach. Done
surveying the room, his gaze settled upon Aithne. Her eyes shone bright in the
pale starlight.
"Where should we start?" she
asked.
Finn held out his wrists again. "Untie
me."
Her eyes grew hooded like a hawk's and she
glided across the floor to the glass door, ignoring his request. Opening the
door, she let cool air into the room. Starlight softened her appearance.
"Five years ago I led the procession
through the bonfires as part of the cleansing ritual. When I reached the
center, I felt a tugging force and came here. The people were suffering. The
wolves from Stonemar Tor were vicious. I advised the king I could help."
Finn's eyes narrowed, exasperated that
she hadn't unfastened the rope around his hands, but intrigued by her story. "Darius
told me."
"When the Ruairc defeated the
wolves, King Vashon gave me a choice. I elected to stay. When he died, I became
their Queen."
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