Whoops, so intent are we on wringing the last drops out of summer, we nearly forgot to post that there will be no food specials this weekend, just the regular menu! Back at it next weekend, promise….
“When I Think of You”
It will be verdant summer with cloudless blue days and star-dusted nights
of laughter, wine and music: the chestnut trees on the Green in full and glorious bloom.
Or it will be joyous Easter, both of us in great form
you singing The Easter Parade,
as we walk up the avenue.
Wild flowers growing out of stone:
And, always, we’ll be going home.
–Hugh McFadden