As kids, Marianne and I would have made an odd St. Patrick’s Day duo. While you’d likely find her scrambling to find something green to avoid getting pinched, I spent many a March 17 outside searching for four-leaf clovers and chasing rainbows. That leprechaun’s pot of gold was as good as mine.
Four-leaf clovers proved hard to come by and I was only allowed to follow the rainbow to the end of the street, so as you can imagine I never found the gold. But that’s okay – this year I’m bringing that pesky leprechaun to me with this easy shamrock garden.