Show some love for Gertrude Can even saints be frustrated? I can't say for sure — there's a shortage of them in my life, and one requirement for sainthood is that you no longer walk among us — but if they do become frustrated, St. Gertrude may be at the top of the list. St. Patrick gets all the recognition on her feast day, March 17. Yes — it's St. Paddy's Day today, as all the green beer flowing, and a weekend of St. Patrick's Day events probably clued you in. (Excuse me for a minor gripe, too, but it is not "St. Patty's Day." The Irish nickname for Patrick is Paddy, possibly coming from the Gaelic "Padraic." "Patty" is Patricia, and whatever St. Patrick's real name was, it probably wasn't that.) So, Happy St. Patrick's Day, and now for a little shout-out to my girl Gertrude, courtesy of Rene Ostberg's article: Gertrude of Nivelles was born in the seventh century, to Pepin I in modern-day Belgium. I always thought of her of the patron saint of cats, but she is actually the patron of travelers and gardeners and it is thought her association with cats comes from her being invoked against pests like rats — which brought disease. You can read more about Gertrude here. (St. Gertrude, by Simon Bening) — Top o' the Monday to ye, from Katharhynn and the Newsroom. She will show herself out now. |
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