Lately this blog looks like the Irish Sporting Green. One of the bigger local newspapers, the San Francisco Chronicle, publishes its sports page on green-tinted paper. I don't know if other papers do this or not. This section is called the sporting green. Many Irish-Americans regularly read the obituary column, so it's fondly called the Irish Sporting Green. I keep posting about dead relatives and friends; hence, this appears to be the Irish Sporting Green of the Broomstick Chronicles. Obviously I'm feeling especially vulnerable to the loss death brings. I mourn.
And speaking of the departed, my sister sent me this wonderful photo, lifted from a very large group shot, of my parents. It was taken in 1946, so my mom would have been 35 and Daddy 37. Such a fine-looking couple!