Today’s quote comes from one of my father’s favorite poets, William Butler Yeats.
The first thing we think after reading it… wouldn’t it be more fitting to change the words “tragedy” and “joy” around, but that wasn’t Yeats style.
He is trying to get the point across that life has more down days which makes us appreciate the good days.
Most of us Chalkheads have a pretty good thing going on, but unfortunately we encounter a darker stretch of time. It is during those days when we have pain or are grieving that we must rely on the glimmer of happiness.
Where the fuck am I going with this?
I’m supposed to honor the Irish on Saint Patrick’s Day with the best Irish poet and I’m getting sidetracked…..
Bottom line.... if anyone gets straight F’s in life, it’s the Irish. You can never tell when a mick is having a bad day because they always have a positive story, a good limerick and a bright smile. If anyone has built a strong foundation on Faith, Family and Friends…. It’s the Irish.
So Happy Saint Patrick’s Day to all my Irish brothers and sisters.
…and congratulations on winning the 2024 Six Nations rugby championship yesterday.
This weekend has been hard for me. Not being able to have meat, sweets, booze and intimacy is near impossible on a Saint Patrick’s Day weekend. Oh I long for a pint of stout, a plate of corned beef, a warm buttered slice of soda bread and a warm and buttered slice of an Irish lass.
We are sliding into the back half of March. It looks like it will be colder than the first half. Don’t be surprised if you are scrapping ice off the windshield on Easter Sunday.
Today is going to be cloudy and brisk, but the daylight is twelve hours long. Tonight’s sunset is at 7 o’clock and we won’t have another sunset this early until September 15th.
I think that will bring a temporary period of joy in this tragic life we don’t live.
Be astonished today… Watch shit do stuff and put the smile on the sun. Slàinte!
