4×4, oil on panel, landscape
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I grew up thinking I was Irish. I remember asking Mom when I was a kid, “what are we anyway?”, and she said she thought we were probably Irish because of all the red hair in our family, including my own when I was a baby. Well, I was born with black hair, just like my Mom and grandfather, but it quickly changed to orange, just like my grandmother, aunts, and uncles. It has unfortunately changed to a mousy brown since then. :/ Hardly any red to be seen, unless I’m standing in the sun. Still, I was Irish proud.   

It wasn’t until after my mother’s death, 6 years ago, that I found the correct answer hidden in her personal belongings. Someone was, at one time, attempting to write a book about my family. I have a copy of the rough draft, which was an interesting read. I’m not sure if the book was ever published, but the author (I think he is a distant relative??) was in touch with my mother before her passing. He had given her a copy of our family tree. I had never seen it. Imagine my surprise to find out my ancestors were from England, not Ireland. St Patrick’s day hasn’t been the same since then. haha 😉 Oh, what the heck, I’ll celebrate along with everyone..Happy St. Patrick’s Day!! 😀 

 

New bird paintings are being listed everyday in my Etsy shop.

4×4, oil on panel, landscape
SOLD!
Small to large prints available here

 
Trees are corrupting our parks. They should be arrested for loitering. For deciduous trees, add littering and indecent exposure to that list of offenses. ― Bauvard

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