Ah, spring is in the air.
Flowers are blooming, birds are chirping, socks are burning …
Yes, that’s right. I said socks are burning.
Tonight in Eastport, it is the annual sock-burning celebration. (Eastport is a part of Annapolis that kind of created its own entity.)
It is a tradition started by sailors, signifying the end of winter. Being on a river, Annapolis is a big sailing town.
While I find this a rather interesting and amusing tradition, I won’t be celebrating just yet. My toes are waiting for the weather to be consistently warm!
Enough of this 68F one day, 43F the next …
That is, if Jeter lets us. He’s a sneaky one, that Jeter cat.