It's A Touch 'O The Irish Today!

This watercolor is part of the Images of Ireland series by Pat Flavell, watercolorist and illustrator living in the southwest of Ireland. The framed size is 8" x 10". [It's still in the cellophane envelope which created a glare when I snapped the picture.] I absolutely LOVE this print that some fortunate person will win today! I brought back *ahem* nine altogether. On our first trip to Ireland we had some money left at the end of the trip (shocking, I know) and it was such a pain to convert the money that we decided to spend it there somehow, someway. It wasn't a difficult choice, really, because I'd been eyeing the watercolors by Philip Gray and Pat Flavell. I bought three at that time. On our last trip I picked up another six.

Process is still the same, leave a comment to enter. I've been going back and forth; one day I'll pick a number and the next day my hubby does, and whoever matches that number wins that day's giveaway. Easy, peasy. I've lost count of how many giveaways I've entered in the Bloggy Giveaway Carnival. I'm SO hoping I win something!!!

And now on to who won yesterday's amazing giveaway, the mate cup and bombilla...(drumroll please)...it's none other than Jon & Sara! Congratulations! I'll also be sending them the essay about why mate is so important in Argentine culture.

Actually a number of you expressed an interest in the essay. Soooo...next Monday I'll be posting it on this blog.

For those of you new to my blog, hubby and I are getting ready to relocate to the sunny south...way down south that is, all the way to Argentina. The land of gauchos, mate, delicious beef, a little slower pace of life. We'll be helping Tito & Adriana plant a church in the city of Carlos Paz. Although Tito is a doctor, his heart is in church planting and they could use some help. So as soon as we can, we're outta here! :-) Hubby grew up in Argentina so for him it's "going home". For me it's a HUGE change. Which I look forward to, 'cause I'm an adventurous kind of gal (except when it comes to heights) and I have itchy feet so I don't like to stay in one place too long. The tough part? Leaving my kids behind. The son is married so I leave him in the capable hands of his new wife. The daughter is finishing up college, living in the basement apartment at her grandparents' where she can keep an eye on them and help out as needed. Both very independent young adults who will do just fine on their own, thankyouverymuch, but that doesn't mean I'll miss them any less. Just sayin'. They're the ones who talked me into starting this blog as a way to keep them (and anyone else who stops by) informed on what's happening as we move far, far away.