This impressive St. Patrick character spend Saturday roaming the main street of Wickford (RI) entertaining the people enjoying a warmish, dry day in a beautiful colonial town on the water.

Isn’t he gorgeous?

And I was out and about, too, enjoying an afternoon with my friend Ruth. She had been waiting patiently all winter for my strength and energy to return so we could check out a small fabric store and have lunch.

This was the first time in four months that I had driven myself to lunch and shopping. The last time had begun with a CT scan and I would find out later that day that my cancer had returned.

Ruth and I had a very good time! I bought a spool of thread, having resisted all Fabric Temptation.

So to all you Irishmen and women reading this, I wish you a Happy St. Patrick’s Day. May you enjoy corned beef and cabbage, soda bread and green beer. It’s a happening!

While I’m 28% Irish (thank you, DNA test), I’ll just be hanging out here at home with Banjo Man. The rain keeps pouring down and the coffee tastes great.

Erin Go Bragh.