For the newly single Sunday can be a hard day.
If it's warm and sunny then the garden beckons.
But when the skies and grey and the air chilly, it's best to stay inside and fill the house with green(s).
The roommate, the Colonel, is in the Army reserves.
When she's not marching off to the Pentagon, she's home in South Bend, Indiana with her family, working at Notre Dame University.
And we all know nobody celebrates St. Patrick's Day like the Fighting Irish.
So to ease her loneliness I brought her a potato planted with clover.
Cause nothing says Erin Go Bragh like an Idaho.
He's deff following in my footsteps.
We put a vase of ranunculus and scabiosa in the bedroom.
In the living room a garden rose was left to open next to a magnolia branch.
Then we sat back and waited for some St. Patrick's Day magic.
And sure enough, along came a leprechaun.
And suddenly the room was full of rainbows and lucky charms.
He's magically delicious don't you know.