Day 25 - Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

- "The Stolen Child", William Butler Yeats 

I started off lunch (breakfast? whatever meal it is when you roll out of bed at 12:30pm) with some green eggs: scrambled eggs with spinach and sprouts, along with some feta and onion.

How dear to me the hour when daylight dies,
And sunbeams melt along the silent sea,
For then sweet dreams of other days arise,
And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee.

And, as I watch the line of light, that plays
Along the smooth wave tow-rd the burning west,
I long to tread that golden path of rays,
And think 'twould lead to some bright isle of rest.

- Thomas Moore, from "Moore's Irish Melodies: The Illustrated 1846 Edition"

Dinner is a green sandwich: avocado, lettuce, sprouts, onion, and feta.

Since I skipped breakfast, Hubby is also bringing me some Taco Bell tonight at some point. That will be decidedly less green.

And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.

- The Boondock Saints

It's not Saint Patrick's Day until you quote The Boondock Saints.

Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone!