" WEE FOLK "

"I saw the light in luminous awe ,

Drank in the glow of a magical dawn;

It tingled my fingers, caressed my toes,

like the cat lapping milk in a fairy knowle "
Yesterday, I bought Calla lilies to brighten my day . Today, I simply breath in the morning air and the lightness of experiencing the sunshine.
When I look up, a cool blue kaleidoscope of Spring, flutters on the wings of the shy chickadees. The "top of the morning", to you all .... as we near the celebrations of St. Patrick's Day. How could I ever forget, March 17th ... It's my Love's birthday.. and funnily enough, McKim thinks he's Irish, simply because he was born on St. Paddy's Day. ( Ha Ha)

So today, I share in, " the wearing of the green " and sip from an elegant little teacup, in honour of my husband, McKim, who probably is Irish somewhere along the line. It's a dainty, green, Staffordshire cup and saucer, that provides a wee bit of merriment and song for the heart.

The lilting circular pattern is so handsomely regal, that would be very befitting for the King of the Leprachaun himself ... Of course, we all know that the wee folk are only make believe!!!

Although, every once in awhile, I'm smitten and succumb to watching  Walt Disney's ..." Darby O'Gill and The Little People"for the hundredth time ... I often delight in a real good belly laugh during the movie. It's a classic that I'm sure you'd enjoy, Ladies. 

Have you ever noticed that tea tastes better on a brisk morning,  especially if you're  playing a game of hide and seek with the wee folk, who also watch the chickadees circle the seed feeders. I quess that is why, my teacup is always empty on mornings like this. It's a invigorating type of day, that suggests that  the pot of gold is out here somewhere !!! I'm sure that you've all had that glowing  feeling at some time in your life. If not ... Go run through the snow in your bare feet.( Hee Hee) 

OK.... Now, I've poured a second cup of tea for myself and meandered into the porch area, to discover a great blunder of the tulips and crocus bulbs, that had not been planted last Fall ... Oh, my heavens, they're sprouting !!!!
I also found seed packages, dampened by the cool temperatures of porch living. I'm troubled to know, if I can salvage any of the seeds or bulbs.... What a dilemma... I shall have to plant them indoors and say a prayer to St. Patrick.
Goodness, my cup is empty again... but I'm sure it was filled, but, a minute ago ... Now, what is one to think, in this day and age, when your down to the last drop of tea.

You're right ladies ... It's the wee King himself, up to his old tricks .... no doubt, he's a little whoozie, from his long journey, into our time zone. I'm sure he thinks, my tea is a pint of you know what ( ha Ha).. but I've fooled him ! I've got him locked away in the porch ... Can you hear my Irish accent ladies !!!! I'm waiting for my three wishes!!!

There's a bucket of dirt in the corner, your majesty ... and if you want another pint your Royal Highness ... here are the gardening gloves.( Hee hee) Oh it's grand, to get all the chores done by the wee fellow.... how ever mischievous he may be!!!!

Ho hum .... I'm off to watch the river float by and enjoy my own pot of gold, with my teatime friends ...  " Happy St. Patricks Day " to you all.

P.S.
I left a crack in the porch door for the tiny elf to escape ... (poof, poof)) he's gone ... but will be back in the Spring to see his flowers blooming.( twinkle,twinkle)