The Irish surname Green has a branch on my father’s family tree, and my dad’s mother dyed her hair red long beyond anyone’s memory of its original auburn. Nevertheless, I have never been one to adorn myself (or awash my beer) in a serious green glow just because it’s St. Patrick’s Day. So in subtle honor of today’s holiday, I offer six gently green (ish) images from around my home and garden. Enjoy!
My friend Arienne Holland gave me this as a present. It belonged to a teacher at Nashville's Howard School. It's among the loveliest presents I've ever received.
I wish I liked gin more than I do. It seems more Mad Men to order a gin martini than its modern vodka cousin, which is what I normally do. (When I order a martini at all!)
The little bit of green sedum planted among all the colorful hens and chicks and stonecrop is an ironic pop of color in the rock garden.
I have several pewter serving bowls. Sometimes I put candles or flowers in them. Sometimes peas. 🙂
I wear this all the time, and I love it with one particular dress that I also wear with elbow-length gloves.
I like the bit of green from the pineapple among all the gold in my bedroom curtains.
I bought this for myself from the Frist gift shop. A couple of years ago, I took a break from a bad day at work, walked to the museum, and looked for something pretty. I wear this pin on days I think I might need to remember that day.