Memorial Day

They shall grow not old
As we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them
Nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun.
And in the morning
We shall remember them.

Laurence Binyon

Could it be???

There they are, the little dears,

The mower and the pruning shears.

Rusty where they hid their heads

All winter long inside our sheds.

--D.A.W.

"Not Your Mothers" Tea Party

In honor of Mothers everywhere we are throwing a special little soiree this Saturday, May 7th!! (yea, well you know us..it's always time for a part-ee!)

So bring along your friends, your daughters or, hey! your Mom and enjoy a spot of girl time. We'll serve up some tasty foods, give away a few things and of course, TEA. (some of it will be "harder" than you'll find at most tea times....)

If you are participating in the Race for the Cure that day, stop in afterwards. We'll have a special something for you--angel that you are.

It's always good to see you all and we hope you'll join us for a bit of fun!

XXOO

Cheri