Sunday, March 9, 2008
We were "parading" around town today.
After our Irish soda bread, we were off to the parade.
Tom, Taco and I walked there because it is a lot easier than finding parking. It's about a mile there, and a mile back.
I am always in awe when I see some many people gathering for a parade. Sometimes, it's such a mean cold world, and sometimes...it's a sweet, warm place to be.
Today, it was a sweet, warm place.
My Mom always says everyone is Irish on St. Patrick's Day.