Last night a driver stopped her rattletrap foreign-made car in the middle of traffic to question me about the meaning of the orange, white and green flag displayed from the front of the Clog Almanac household. I was stringing white Christmas lights inside the screened front porch to illuminate a grouping of Poinsettia plants when I heard "Hey! What duz that flay-ug mea-un?"
I explained that the Clog-wife is a competition-level Irish dancer and teacher so we fly the flag of Ireland from the front of our house. She replied "Oh, I guess I don't know my flay-ugs."
Now I know that the neighbors are watching.
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