Garry is about 25% Irish (paternal grandparents were both from Sligo). Not me, though. No Irish, not even a hint. My DNA confirmed what I already knew: Jewish, middle of Europe and a tiny hit of North Africa — but 98.7% Jewish, which is a lot of Jewish.
Garry, on the other hand, is everyman. Garry is the world. If you were to pick someone who looks like everyone, he would be a fine selection.
When Garry worked, he drank on St. Patrick’s Day. To be fair, he drank every day during those years and the holiday was just a way of gathering more drinkers together into one giant, collective mob of drunks. Some of whom might be Irish, or just as often, not. Pass the bottle.
Nancy Merrill, who actually is Irish, picked “green” for our theme of the week. Although I’m seething a corned beef in the slow-cooker, I couldn’t find anything green to wear, so I’m wearing green earrings and a green turquoise necklace.
I did, however, wander around the house with my OMD and my macro lens, taking as many pictures as I could find indoors which I could consider more green than not. Not every picture was good enough to process, so these are the ones I liked.
Green! With some hints of other colors, just to keep things interesting.