Years ago I did this Saint Brigid's cross on the back of a wonderful woman who has become a friend. And as it "aged gracefully" I did mention a few times that a tune-up would be appropriate, but only today when she was planning to drive through Santa Barbara did I get a chance to do a rebuild. I went over the black lines and the green in the knot work, leaving the brown in the rushes muted. Now it will be lovely for another decade.
Tradition tells of St. Brigid, patroness of Ireland, converting a dying Pagan king by forming this cross from rushes strewn on the floor of his bedchamber. It is an enduring symbol beloved by the Irish, who fashion them from reeds and place a new one over the lintels of their homes annually.