It is raining and supposed to rain all day. My sweater is grey too.
In honor of all things Irish, I’m linking to my post retelling the story of Deirdre from 2016. Some reader of my blog read it yesterday and, as I sometimes do, I went back and reread it as well. It’s one of my favorite posts. Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Meanwhile, I’m in search of a turtle for the Smokestacks Quilt. The process has been fun but so far nothing works. The temptation to cut off the bottom of the quilt is growing.
Trump’s insane post last night in which he supposedly vacates Biden’s pardons of the J6 Committee members (and in which he lies AGAIN about how the Committee destroyed evidence) brings to mind MAD KINGS — and our recent viewing of a Lucy Worsley on PBS about King George III. Who knew a British king off his rocker would be so newly relevant in America in 2025?
PS I love Worsley with her cute barretts and charming speech impediment. She has such a great way of taking the viewer back into British history through interviews, site visits, and forays into the archives. It never feels like a rehash.
I also have enjoyed the visits with Worsely- I loved her behind in the bike– Elizabeth the first outfit – the royal wave. An always the barrette.
Just did an image search and found so many shots of her in costume! Her understated sense of humor is generally evident.