In the path of the past, With the white breath of flowers

No, I am not doing anything special today.

I have a bit of Irish ancestry, including a couple of forebears who fled the famine. I have an Irish middle name, an Irish complexion, and a honker that appears to have been handed to me directly from an Irish great-grandfather.

In short, I have nothing to prove by painting the blog (or anything else) green for a day and therefore I pass.

If a token is needed, take this one:



Dora Sigerson