Friday, January 25, 2008
Great theme this week!
The symbol of the town where I was born is a coat of arms that has a picture of Pyhä Martti, Saint Martin. Legend tells that Saint Martin, a soldier at that time of his life, saw a beggar by the road. It was a cold winter's day and the poor man was half naked. So Martin took his own cloak and cut it in half and gave half to the beggar.
I've always liked that legend. Martin was a pretty decent guy :)
(But what about his horse?!)