Your pickled mouse story brings to mind Anne Shirley finding the mouse who drowned in her uncovered plum pudding sauce. Perhaps drowning in vinegar was also "a romantic way to die...for a mouse."
I read a non-fiction account of Grace O'Malley some years back, having been gifted the book by my dad. I had no idea there was a theatrical production about her! How was it? My parents are travelling to Ireland this autumn, for the 1st time, & I'm thrilled for them.
Oh my gosh—I had forgotten about Anne Shirley finding the mouse in the pudding sauce!! I’m lucky I didn’t have a scary/caring Mariah around to scold me for my dead mouse!
I actually didn’t get to see the Grace O’Malley production…we were at the theatre for a concert. But I think it’s widely performed, and if memory serves, it even made it to Broadway?
I’m excited for your parents’ trip myself! I hope they have a fabulous time ☘️
I’m grateful you recommended Laura Lemon in one of your Notes! I imagined from her title, “Hippiebilly Homestead” that she was going to be fun and interesting—and she is! I’m really picking up a lot of great tips from her 😊
I read “Anne of Green Gables” Book 1 maybe twice, but watched the 80s TV series a gazillion times with my daughter. So Marilla will always be the delightfully acerbic Colleen Dewhurst!
Love your true life stories and that you are willing to share successes AND failures...that gives hope to all of us that when we fail we can learn from failures and make them future wins. Love your wit and humor and the beautiful pictures you post. God Bless K Hurd
I appreciate your kind words so much, Kathy! I think it’s said that we learn more from our failures and our successes, and that’s proved to be the case to me, for sure!
I’m delighted you enjoyed my stories and pics…Thank you for being here 😊
What a wonderful post filled with so much - like opening one pressie after another!
I think gardens invite examination of cyclical change. That walk we do every morning to see what has grown and how much since the previous day. I love it! (Love rhubarb posted in the oven too!)
And Irish - my paternal ancestors came from Ireland where they were linen weavers who migrated to Australia in the late 1800's. There's some magnificent culture in Ireland - the Celtic poems, the Book of Kells, the myths and legends, music, dancing - Irish whisky. Enjoy!
Thank you Prue, for the lovely, lovely words. I’m so delighted the post was like a “pressie” for you—since that’s how I feel about your wonderful essays 😊
I have heard about roasting rhubarb but never tried it—I will with my new crop!
What a treat to hear about your Irish ancestors—I hope they had a better welcome in Australia than many Irish did in America. I will have to research this! And you just gave me an idea for another Irish tidbit for next month.
And I love the way that when one delves into Irish culture, it’s like one layer after another…I can lose myself just in the literature alone 😊
Your pickled mouse story brings to mind Anne Shirley finding the mouse who drowned in her uncovered plum pudding sauce. Perhaps drowning in vinegar was also "a romantic way to die...for a mouse."
I read a non-fiction account of Grace O'Malley some years back, having been gifted the book by my dad. I had no idea there was a theatrical production about her! How was it? My parents are travelling to Ireland this autumn, for the 1st time, & I'm thrilled for them.
I'm glad you are reading Laura Lemon's blog!
Oh my gosh—I had forgotten about Anne Shirley finding the mouse in the pudding sauce!! I’m lucky I didn’t have a scary/caring Mariah around to scold me for my dead mouse!
I actually didn’t get to see the Grace O’Malley production…we were at the theatre for a concert. But I think it’s widely performed, and if memory serves, it even made it to Broadway?
I’m excited for your parents’ trip myself! I hope they have a fabulous time ☘️
I’m grateful you recommended Laura Lemon in one of your Notes! I imagined from her title, “Hippiebilly Homestead” that she was going to be fun and interesting—and she is! I’m really picking up a lot of great tips from her 😊
LOL, there are many days I could use the reproachful advice of a Marilla.
I read “Anne of Green Gables” Book 1 maybe twice, but watched the 80s TV series a gazillion times with my daughter. So Marilla will always be the delightfully acerbic Colleen Dewhurst!
Best TV series ever! I haven't been able to make myself watch any other adaptation; it feels disloyal.
Love your true life stories and that you are willing to share successes AND failures...that gives hope to all of us that when we fail we can learn from failures and make them future wins. Love your wit and humor and the beautiful pictures you post. God Bless K Hurd
I appreciate your kind words so much, Kathy! I think it’s said that we learn more from our failures and our successes, and that’s proved to be the case to me, for sure!
I’m delighted you enjoyed my stories and pics…Thank you for being here 😊
What a wonderful post filled with so much - like opening one pressie after another!
I think gardens invite examination of cyclical change. That walk we do every morning to see what has grown and how much since the previous day. I love it! (Love rhubarb posted in the oven too!)
And Irish - my paternal ancestors came from Ireland where they were linen weavers who migrated to Australia in the late 1800's. There's some magnificent culture in Ireland - the Celtic poems, the Book of Kells, the myths and legends, music, dancing - Irish whisky. Enjoy!
Thank you Prue, for the lovely, lovely words. I’m so delighted the post was like a “pressie” for you—since that’s how I feel about your wonderful essays 😊
I have heard about roasting rhubarb but never tried it—I will with my new crop!
What a treat to hear about your Irish ancestors—I hope they had a better welcome in Australia than many Irish did in America. I will have to research this! And you just gave me an idea for another Irish tidbit for next month.
And I love the way that when one delves into Irish culture, it’s like one layer after another…I can lose myself just in the literature alone 😊