Yesterday I described our weather as truly miserable. It was wet, cold, and windy. Of course it was! Yesterday was Old Quawk's Day and I didn't even make the connection. For more than a century Ocracoke fishermen refused to go out on the water on March 16. Many years ago an islander had defied the gods and the ominous storm clouds on this very date...and never returned. His boat and his body were never recovered. You can read the whole story here.
Today, of course, is a better-known holiday. So we wish you all "Top 'O the Morning," and of course, "Erin go braugh."