Wine Not Wednesday
March 11@ 2:00 pm9:00 pm
What does St. Patrick think about community, belonging, and the arrival of spring in the Sonoran Desert? Ireland’s beloved patron saint shares his thoughts on Oro Valley’s outdoor life, why desert communities have more in common with the Emerald Isle than you might expect, and what St. Patrick’s Day really means beyond the green beer and parades. Hint: it’s about belonging — and Oro Valley has plenty of it.
What does St. Patrick think about community, belonging, and the arrival of spring? Ireland’s beloved patron saint shares his thoughts on Oro Valley’s outdoor life, why the desert has more in common with the Emerald Isle than you might expect, and what St. Patrick’s Day really means beyond the green beer.
March 2026 – ILoveOV Exclusive

Saint Patrick at Honey Bee Canyon
As March arrives and the Sonoran Desert begins its spectacular transition toward spring bloom, we sat down with a figure who knows a thing or two about transformation and community: St. Patrick himself. The patron saint of Ireland agreed to meet us at Honey Bee Canyon Park, arriving in his traditional bishop’s robes and looking only slightly overdressed for a Tuesday morning hike. He passed on the coffee but accepted a bottle of water (“hydration is timeless wisdom”) and settled in to discuss belonging, community, and what his feast day has come to mean.
St. Patrick: You’d be surprised how often I get that question, as if a man can only love green, rainy landscapes. I’ve been watching this community for some time now, and I’ll tell you — there is more of Ireland here than meets the eye. The way neighbors look out for one another, the pride people take in their town, and the gathering together for festivals and events. Community spirit doesn’t require a green hillside. It just requires people who care.
Dramatically so. My first morning here, I walked out to see Pusch Ridge at sunrise and stood there longer than I intended. The light on those rock faces — the ochre and rose colors — it has a different kind of majesty than what I grew up with, but majesty, nonetheless. And the saguaros! I spent the better part of an hour just walking among them. Ancient, patient, thriving in conditions that seem impossible. I find them deeply inspiring.
It’s extraordinary. The desert is waking up, the Palo Verde trees are beginning to glow, and the weather is what I understand the locals call “perfect.” I can see why snowbirds linger and why residents step outside more. There is something spiritually renewing about a landscape coming back to life. Spring has always carried that meaning across every culture.
(He laughs warmly.) I won’t pretend I planned the green rivers and the parades. But here is what I will say: at its heart, the day has always been about belonging. The Irish diaspora — people scattered far from home — needed a moment each year to say: we are still ourselves; we still carry this with us, we are not alone. That impulse is deeply human. The green and the celebrations are just the outward expression of something genuine underneath.
Very much so. What I observe here is a community of people who came from somewhere else — different states, different countries, different life chapters — and found a place where they were welcomed and became rooted. That is not a small thing. Many people search their whole lives for that. Your ILoveOV platform itself is a kind of expression of it — people wanting to say, “this is my place, and I love it.”
(He raises an eyebrow and smiles.) I have noticed the rattlesnakes tend to keep a respectful distance from the hiking trails when the humans are out in numbers. Possibly a coincidence. But I’ll say this: most of what people fear in the desert is simply unfamiliar. The same was true in Ireland. Once you understand the landscape — its rhythms, its rules, its character — it becomes a place of wonder rather than threat. The desert rewards those who approach it with respect.
Renewal is at the center of everything I ever taught. The idea that what looks barren or finished is often just resting, preparing for something extraordinary. You will see the desert wildflowers soon — brittlebush and Mexican poppies, and globe mallow painting the roadsides in gold and orange. That happens every year, and it still astonishes people. That is the nature of renewal. It is dependable, and it is still miraculous.
I think community renewal works the same way. People get tired, get busy, lose touch with their neighbors. Then something brings them back together — a festival, a volunteer project, a shared challenge — and suddenly the connections bloom again. Oro Valley has good soil for that.
Beyond the green attire — which I do enjoy, I won’t be falsely modest — I would encourage people to do something genuinely communal. Go to a local restaurant and learn the name of your server. Attend a neighbor’s gathering. Walk a trail and nod to strangers with more warmth than usual. The day should be about recognizing that we are, at our best, people who belong to each other.
If you want my specific recommendation: an early morning hike at Catalina State Park, where the light in March is as close to magic as I have seen outside of County Galway. Then breakfast at a local spot — support the businesses that make this community what it is. End the evening at a restaurant or gathering with music and laughter. That, to me, is a worthy feast day.

Saint Patrick leaving a Shamrock at Honey Bee Canyon
The willingness to show up. When I watch the volunteers at Steam Pump Ranch events, the families at school concerts, the neighbors who pick up litter without being asked, the businesses that sponsor community events — I see a town that understands something essential. No place becomes worth loving on its own. People make it so. Oro Valley has people who make it so.
And I’ll confess — your weather in March puts Ireland to shame. Don’t tell anyone I said that.
St. Patrick departed down the Honey Bee Canyon trail at a pace that suggested his years hadn’t slowed him much, pausing once to examine a blooming brittlebush with what can only be described as genuine delight. He left behind a single small shamrock on the picnic table — which, when checked a moment later, had disappeared.
This interview is part of ILoveOV’s “Conversations Across Centuries” series, celebrating timeless wisdom in conversation with our modern community.

