woof!
The first Crocus of the year has sprouted, the staffing melee is on, and ducks are generally being put in a row for the upcoming summer season. In the most heinous throes of August, we are all told to “Remember February,” and that we currently are, albeit from islands NOT called Nantucket, preferably located south of 30 degrees N latitude. The first official cocktail party of the year, Daffodil Day, is a mere 60-some days away, and you KNOW our depraved souls are counting it down….