“Dear March, come in!

How glad I am!

 I hoped for you before

Put down your hat

You must have walked

How out of breath you are!

Dear March, how are you?  

–Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

 “Hope is the thing with feathers-

that perches in the soul –

and sings the tune without the words –

and never stops – at all – …”

–Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

 And so,while we await with HOPE for SPRING, let us enjoy a (McSorley’s Old Ale House) beer and toast to a season full of hope, happiness and sunshine!

And don’t forget to “spring” your clocks forward to Daylight Savings Time on Saturday night!