Greetings and Blessing to all,
Well, here it is, the last few hours of January and Herself is hopelessly behind on the newsletter. So, this will be a “limited edition” because she cannot bear the thought of wasting the money our newsletter host will charge us whether or not we send one. We will be sending another issue in the next few days.
Happy St Brigid’s Day and Happy first day of spring!
Here in our Ohio valley, it’s been so warm this weekend, we actually saw and heard a lawnmower in operation- unreal. Compared to what the east coast was going through this time last week with storm Jonas, it’s night and day. We do hope and pray that those of you who were in the path of the storm stayed safe and warm.
St Brigid's Well & Rag Tree
Brigid Upon the Highland
A devotional song to the Goddess Brigid on her holy-day of Imbolc
Springtime in Ireland
A pretty song sung by Tracey Grant andaccompanied by lovely visuals
And, just for a giggle, springtime in Ireland 2013
THE WEEK THAT IS
1. Article: St Brigid, the Giveaway
2. Article: Celebrating A Name Day in Old Ireland
3. Article: Brigid of the Songs
4. Article: Celebrating Candlemas in Old Ireland
5. Article: The Irish Link to St. Valentine
6. The Irish in Love Part 1
7. Irish Kitchen: St. Brigid's Oatcakes
8. Basic Irish: St Brigid & Spring
9. Celtic Lovers - Máire Breatnach
10. Kids’ Ireland - Making Saint Brigid's Crosses
So there you have it until we write again in the next few days. Until then: Pinch, Punch, First Day of the Month, White Rabbit! And if you are celebrating a birthday, anniversary or other joyous occasion, we hope and pray it’s a time filled with happiness, merriment and mirth.
Were you married in January? Here’s your special verse:
Marry when the year is new,
Always loving, kind and true.
As always, we will take our leave with an old Irish blessing - this one in honour of St Brigid’s Day:
May Brigid bless the house where you dwell,
every fireside door and every wall;
every heart that beats beneath its roof,
every hand that toils to bring it joy,
every foot that walks its portals through.
may Brigid bless the house that shelters you.
Slan agus beannacht,
Bridget & Russ
Get down on your knees and thank God you are still on your feet