It’s almost St. Patty’s Day. Which meant little to me until we moved to Boston. But now we will wake up early to be at the pub with friends and neighbors (the murphys, fitzsimmons, sennotts, flannigans, kellys, and connelleys) at 10am – cause that’s when it opens (duh). That’s right – we are in no way Irish, but it doesn’t matter around these friends and I can’t wait.
image: Dropkick Murphys, Dropkick Murphys au Festival d’été de Québec, 11 juillet 2011.