A Drinking Song --

Wine comes in at the mouth

And love comes in at the eye;

That’s all we shall know for truth

Before we grow old and die.

I lift the glass to my mouth,

I look at you, and I sigh.

      W. B. Yeats

   We are hard at work  

building a bar with guts--not just a place to whet your whistle, but a gathering place, a place to tell stories, and make them. We are working on restoring our 200 year old barn, and building a venue, outdoor beer garden, and indoor Irish Bar. This will be a place where all are welcome (families included, we'll have mocktails!) to come share and celebrate.