First Sunday in March, dreams of May…and a splash of S.J. Perelman in your latte.

Dreams of spring...and  splash of S.J. Perelman in your latte.

“A farm is an irregular patch of nettles bounded by short-term notes, containing a fool and his wife who didn’t know enough to stay in the city.”
― S.J. Perelman

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