The wearin’ of the green

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

I didn’t want to wait until my usual Wednesday post to share these photos of my city’s St. Patrick’s Day parade. It’s one of the few parades in the city that doesn’t require an entry fee, and so it brings out an interesting cast of characters, along with the ones you’d expect to find in a St. Patrick’s Day parade.

This parade is always special to me. I used to march in it when I was an Irish dancer, and one year, I ran into a guy I knew from church right after the parade ended and realized I really liked him. He asked me out the next day, and we’ve been together ever since!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy these pictures, and wherever you are today, may you be blessed, and go n-eírí an bóthar leat. (May the road rise to meet you.)

Dancers, drums and pipes


Dancing for the crowd


The Pipe and Drum corp from NC State


More bagpipes!


And a drummer


Those prizewinner dresses cost hundreds of dollars.


More Irish dancers (sadly not dancing at this corner)


Are green beads a must at St. Patrick’s Day parades?

Dudes and dames in odd attire


I have no words, but they were having a blast.

Where are the fashion police when you need them?

Where are the fashion police when you need them?


Just cuz you’re wearing a kilt doesn’t mean you’re Celtic.


Funny green hats for sale

Shriners crash all the best parades


Always fun … mini trucks


The obligatory busload of Shriner hillbillies (love the “Wo” sign)

Maybe this keystone kop could go catch the dude in the crazy pants.

Maybe this keystone kop could go catch the dude in the crazy pants.

This parade has gone to the dogs … and the horses and the ponies, too.


A roller girl and her faithful companion


This dog caught a ride in a rickshaw for the parade.


Best behaved dogs in the parade. They walked by the car without leashes and sat when they were told to sit. Amazing, and great advertising for the dog training business they were promoting.


Wonder if the horses were tempted to kick a little as their legs were dyed green.


So glad my owners rescued me so I could wear a clover headband and green tutu in a parade.


Smallest pony ever?


Bassett hound working hard


A better way to parade (smug hound)


We’re cute, even without the shamrock bandanas and teeny hats


Pretty posing


… and prancing

7 thoughts on “The wearin’ of the green

  1. Pingback: On poetry and place, and an Irish blessing for writers | The Flourishing Tree

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