The youngest leprechaun in our little clan came up to The Homestead to spend the afternoon getting ready for St. Patrick's Day dinner. We had lots of adventures - many not captured on the camera.
We spent a good deal of time sloshing around the yard. I wasn't sure if we were looking for pots of gold at the end of rainbows or just more streams and waterfalls to see how waterproof our boots are!
Luke and I went for a ride in my car and threw rocks into the Delaware River. We also went "superfast" down "the big hill". By the time we got back, the rest of the clan showed up and we decided to see how many leprechauns could fit into the two seater.
Sarah started to get her legs on the pogo stick for the first time.
And then it was time to decorate the cake for desert.
Mom Estlelle and Aunt Nancy waiting for the feast to begin.
Out on the porch there was the last of golden sunshine to enjoy. I don't know the last time I ever saw a St. Pat's so beautiful!
Luke got the top working just fine out on the porch.
Nana and Luke surveying the table.
Cornbeef and cabbage, anyone?
Grandpop is Irish by marriage.
Wish you were here and hope that you found your pot of gold.
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