The clumsy dance of the colours and patterns of life

Witness the clumsy dance of the colours and patterns of life, the sometimes-harmonic, sometimes-cacophonic combination of the silence and the noise all around, and the heroes and the helpless within.
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Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Legend of Sheila's Brush

According to popular folklore, St. Patrick's housekeeper was named Sheila. If it snows on St. Patrick's Day, as it usually does in Alberta, legend holds that it is Sheila sweeping the last snow out of Heaven and formally ushering in the Spring.

I hadn't heard this legend before, but was told it today while it was snowing. Perhaps Heaven is out of snow, and Spring is just around the corner!
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