Toward evening on March 17, Dear Me showed up in the garden room studio and reminded me that it was St. Patrick’s Day, and that, while she sported a green hair bow (which she always wears on just one hair, you may have noticed), the only green around me was on the plants.
Though my last name is the Polish word for “Happy”, three quarters of me is Irish, and I felt I really should do something to celebrate that fact. I don’t care for beer and green Chardonnay didn’t sound very attractive.
So, I grabbed my art journal and made this sketch. Dear Me modeled for awhile, but then got fidgety and uncooperative, so I didn’t get the page done until 2 days later.
The whole thing got me thinking that we are often surrounded by good luck and don’t notice.
In fact, bad luck claims a very small percentage of our moments.
So, any time your spirits need a lift, look around for any four leaf clovers you may have “overlooked before”.
What piece of good luck stands out in your recent past?
Happy Sunday, and better still, Happy first day of Spring!!