I'm grateful for the spinning rainbows in my kitchen, the iridescent rusty-orange throats of the Allen's hummingbirds feeding just outside my window, but in this restless mood, Kipper (the dog) and I took a brief walk on Crescent Beach at low tide as the wind blew my hat's brim back. We didn't last long in that cold wind, but in our walk back to the car, I spotted just the plants I'd been needing since having learned about the Irish St. Brigid in my research about Imbolc and looking up directions on "how to make a St. Brigid's cross." This was a month ago, and the green cross has been on my mind to make ever since.
Thank you little reeds and UTube. I admire the calm good humor of the lady (and her filming companion) in this video:
